WAIT is a 4-letter word

We're restless.

There are those who freedom-speak and those who literally do freedom, mile after mile, destination after destination, practicing moving and then standing still a spell, observing and absorbing the surroundings, like flowers seeking "life is worth living" sunshine.  

Stretching to fit the glorious new landscapes until You and It become one, all snuggled up together ike peas in a flannel-lined pod.

I imagine it's what it felt like in my Mother's womb.

Montana

Gettysburg

New Hampshire

New York

It's a blessing well beyond expression by words or observation in photos, but if you look very closely, you can see a Shine that dances in the eyes of those who've mastered the Craft.

When that privilege is suppressed, you begin to itch from the Spirit outward, kind of like having measles on the inside.  

You just can't reach the itch.

All the self talk...."you have a nice home, be content, it could be worse, be grateful, you, your friends and family are healthy, things will get better (and the kicker) be patient," is just a blah-blah-blah distraction that isn't the least bit helpful

Home

Our carefully planned travel map has been crumpled up and tossed, but each day, despite the world chaos, a new journey is arising.

So we wait.

Seek balance.

Greet the Sun each morning as He vaults over the mountain range.

Marvel at the blazing Arizona desert sunsets.

Admire the ever changing Mother Moon.

Search the night sky for a Wisdom not seen in the Light of Day.

We're locked and loaded and ready to roll.

Sometimes, you just have to wait for the Journey to come to You.  

Arizona