I've done a lot of living that's freedom my spirit and nourished my soul yet i some how in the delight of it all when I wasn't looking a stowaway sneaked aboard and I was distracted . And then two days ago I pulled to the side of the freeway I had mistakenly turned onto. And rechecked my spiritual GPS ... because it had quit talking to me after its last desperate plea, "Find a better way!"
So I found the next off-ramp and have been cruising with the windows rolled down and the radio turned up and once again... life is good!
Recently I just feel like everything that comes my way the timing has been perfect ,not quite a sabbatical but found myself with a couple of days off midweek , the weather has been perfect the light of the day starting so early that you find yourself awake and fingers are twitching to find the pen and let the words flow a magical few days at home that linked with a road closure so the busy road felt like a country lane.
Thank you for your words 'the quiet pockets of freedom...' I found them in the busy city I call home.
I've done a lot of living that's freedom my spirit and nourished my soul yet i some how in the delight of it all when I wasn't looking a stowaway sneaked aboard and I was distracted . And then two days ago I pulled to the side of the freeway I had mistakenly turned onto. And rechecked my spiritual GPS ... because it had quit talking to me after its last desperate plea, "Find a better way!"
So I found the next off-ramp and have been cruising with the windows rolled down and the radio turned up and once again... life is good!
Oh I am so with you on this
Recently I just feel like everything that comes my way the timing has been perfect ,not quite a sabbatical but found myself with a couple of days off midweek , the weather has been perfect the light of the day starting so early that you find yourself awake and fingers are twitching to find the pen and let the words flow a magical few days at home that linked with a road closure so the busy road felt like a country lane.
Thank you for your words 'the quiet pockets of freedom...' I found them in the busy city I call home.
Funny you wrote this, given I've just written that I'm taking my own break, and our letters are only a few hours apart!
love your paintings.