My days, at the moment, are filled with walks and maps and thoughts of intention and life-purpose. I am making a pilgrimage, walking from Paris to Chartres with a dear friend, as a way of preparing for my approaching 60th birthday.
Beachcombing
Jeff finds things. Walking with him always turns up interesting finds…
Travel Angels, Take 2
A few years ago, I learned that the people we “chance” to meet while traveling can become dear and lifelong friends. It’s as it the Universe conspires to cross our paths, and all we have to do is recognize those heart connections when they happen.
Many Hands…
Designing, drawing, and painting a canvas labyrinth is a big job. While it can be done singlehandedly, a community effort can offer a multitude of benefits, from the teaching of new skills to the deepening of friendships — not to mention being able to finish the job more quickly!
Community & Creativity
My experience is that labyrinths build community as certainly as communities build labyrinths.
Monday, Monday
The very fact that I have so much choice energizes me. On Monday, the week is still mine, and the taste of possibility is delicious on my lips!
Weaving our Webs
The world wide web becomes a personal web of our own making, connecting us to each other in ways that count, both large and small. Even when I start to feel overwhelmed by the speed at which the world seems to move these days, I enjoy the community that is mine at the touch of a button, the stroke of a key. My world is a better place for my connecting to my social media friends, and I am a happier person because of their presence in my life.
Ode to Old Boots
Fourteen years ago, I walked onto the airplane that brought me to England. I had sold my home, quit my jobs, and hugged my children “Ode to Old Boots”
Seventeenth Ferry
We are homeward bound! Carrying memories, stories, and experiences in our packs, we are beginning to make our way in from the islands, back along familiar “Seventeenth Ferry”
Holy Wells on Colourful Colonsay
We can’t live without it, so therefore fresh water is holy to humans wherever and whenever they have lived. The wells that supply water to “Holy Wells on Colourful Colonsay”