When it feels like I’m in a room with too many doors and I can’t seem to open any of them, I ask myself, “Where am I going? What do I need?”
I need a list, a decision, a quiet mountain meadow, a long ride on my horse and time with my kids. I need a vision of what should be, a map, a guide, a guarantee, an angel, and a winning number. I need a publisher, a wide-open place, kindness, and some dark chocolate.
I need solutions, faith, and long-uttered prayers to be answered. I need space and light and joy and love and grace. I need to lace up my boots and head out into whatever is supposed to be next. I need to root for the underdog that is me. Risking and gambling and finding that path I’m supposed to be on, but somehow lost the way.
These continue to be strange times… trying to figure out the path through the minefield is a challenge. Blessings on your journey!
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