01/12/2020
Something about it’s beauty-the light and shadows, scars on its leaves, it’s long mane-it calls to me. It is me.
I was just drinking hot water, sitting in my room and looking out the window. I was thinking how grateful I was for the quietness, the time, the peace. I have been reflecting on all that has gone on in my life on what I’ve learned. That there’s always going to be learning-body, mind, emotional, spiritual-but taking the time to sit with the learning, the value behind every opportunity for growth and finding meaning. This is the journey I am on. Do I trust that inner voice that nudged me to take these pictures with the morning light shining the way it did or do I ignore it and get on with my business of the day-cleaning, errands, etc.?
Ultimately, I stepped away to take the picture. I’m happy I did.
Has anyone else felt the nudge?
