It started the morning I decided to visit Muddy Waters (Coffee House) in Burlington, Vermont. I was told by the locals that if I was looking for a quiet place to write and enjoy a good cup of java, this was the place. I entered into a few different level rooms containing booths, cozy benches and chairs. After ordering an Iced Machiatto, I settled into a nice corner bench adjacent to a bookshelf. It was quiet, the perfect seat to get some reading done. My reason for spending a quiet morning here was to work through a few more chapters in The Artist's Way. (Julia Cameron's ~ Guide to Inspire Artists). Upon looking around, I noticed that there was a small, rolled up piece of paper tucked away in the brick wall behind me. At first, I was not sure whether to take it out and read it, or not. Perhaps I have seen too many "Candid - Punked" like shows, and someone was watching my every move. Pushing these paranoid thoughts aside, I reached over, read it and I was elated...
Beautiful photo, Kristine, here I am trying to post directly to your blog...hope it works..;0)) you hit a chord with me when you wrote how every change of seasons propels you to see the changes within yourself. I really can relate it that. As I get older, my wishes and desires are changing. The week I am looking for is peace and containment. To allow others to be who they are and accept we are all different. In that difference,hoping to connect with the parts where we are all the same, all one. That said, to also have good, positive and healthy boundries.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful hearing from you, Tamara - I am so glad that you were able to relate to my clarity during different seasons. It takes many different personality types to make up this great world of ours. I hope you will have the week you are looking forward to ... I am wishing that for you!
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