Misty morning Monday

Our back yard shrouded in a fine morning mist.

Even as the tree once grew as a single trunk, so the trunk has split; and yet the tree grows on.  Look and you will find its roots firmly planted in the place it all began.

This portion of this entry is a bit of an addendum, on Tuesday.  I selected the above photo yesterday because of its beauty...today I see it as symbolic.  My thoughts are scattered at times, one of the many side-effects of my job, and aging, I suppose.  Yesterday as I stared at that photo I knew I wanted to place it in my journal as a visual statement of my local weather.  Today, through these same eyes, I see it now as a visual statement of something bigger--my world.

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The following is taken from the blog of Judith Heartsong -

 

Monday, November 21, 2005

we are family........... (hearing the version from The Bird Cage in my head)

The last week and all its upheaval has been disconcerting. AOL turning a blind eye and a deaf ear to paying customers who have written in ad-free journals for years now has really put a spotlight on corporate greed and a machine that will roll over anything in its path on the way to the all-mighty dollar.

The bigger concern however is that a few people in our own journals have taken the opportunity to fling insults and open wounds in a totally unnecessary way when people are already hurting so much at being displaced or unable to write. Some journalers have chosen to stay, some have chosen to go.... and I support everyone in the decisions they have made. That is what this community has always been about, support and a warm place to land.

What needs to be said at this point is that it does not matter who hosts our blogs. It does not matter. We are one community, one ship of souls that came together in the writing and sharing to build something very special in this vast space on the internet. Our connections need never suffer because of where we write.

(reprinted with Judi's permission)

 

~~The world is sown with good, but unless I turn my glad thoughts into practical living and till my own field, I cannot reap a kernel of the good.  -Helen Keller~~

~~When we discover the still, quiet place that lies within each of us, we can see it as a base to untangle ourselves from the doubt, indecision,ill health, guilt and other forms of old programming that result in confused and defused actions. -Hallie Iglehart~~

 

 

 

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