Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Full Moon and Pho! Whaaaaa!

Greg asked if that was going to be my blog post title since I screamed it with glee on our way to the Pho Bistro near our campground.  Hahaha.  He knows me so well.  It was romantic, watching the full moon rise in the desert mountains while both of us heal together through this cold/flu.  We're both feeling much better but definitely not 100%.  Since I believe in the power of threes, I'm going to allow myself one more shorty patorty post while I'm mending.  Tomorrow, I plan to dive into a longer more robust and healthy post.  For now, here's a few pictures from today's sunset, moonrise and the delicious nutritious pho.  PS...I'm upset I missed the lunar eclipse at 5am pacific time. ๐Ÿ˜ž  Hope some of you got to see it.  PSS...I've never experienced a cold/flu that made you feel as if you had run a marathon the day before.  I woke up to my body feeling like after races I've ran in the past.  ๐Ÿ˜ณ


Behind Greg, the lights in the distance, is the Las Vegas strip



Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Getting better, I think

We're still healing from whatever it was that we picked up.  We did feel good enough to leave the house today and drive around.  I saw where Greg will be working and we drove the strip.  Seeing all the glitz and glamor was dazzling especially in our current state of  "brain drain associated with colds/flu".  I thought I would be ready to dive into an exploratory post today but I'm going to gift myself another day of few words and a few pictures.  Here's some randoms from driving the Las Vegas strip today.



Monday, January 29, 2018

Sick Day

It's been a day of laying low and resting due to both Greg and I being sick.  It seems like that wouldn't stop me from writing but my brain has been pretty fuzzy all day.  Maybe that would make an entertaining post, writing about all the crazy places your mind goes when you don't feel good.  Like for instance, while watching Anchorman 2, I felt a likeness to Rob Burgundy.  More thoughts on that tomorrow.  ๐Ÿ˜…

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Adventures in Grocery Shopping

Last night, the Moon and Sunset showing off.  
One of the many little things I love about living this nomadic life is the adventure of grocery shopping.  I love exploring a city in this mundane but magical way.  Who will I meet?  What will the place I buy the nutritious morsels look like?  I just pictured myself exploring a labyrinth.  Each city gives me a unique journey to go on, in something as simple as grocery shopping.  This life of travel really satisfies the "mythic hero on a quest" in me.  I get to navigate new terrains continuously while doing ordinary things, like running errands.
See!!  UFO's in my coffee!  And I got a free bag while shopping.  Adventure and Abundance!
During most of my voyages into world of errand running, I'll find a local coffeeshop in the route.  Mythic heroines need magical balms from time to time.  ๐Ÿ˜œ  To my delight, beside the Trader Joe's near my new home is this otherworldly coffeeshop, Mothership.  Their extra-terrestrial-ordinary coffee earned a donation to their UFO research.    You know it's been a good mission when you receive unexpected gifts at checkout (bag above gifted to me by the cashier at the Natural Grocers down the road).  Another nerdy but fun tidbit about being a nomad, is getting to be a member of libraries all over the country (I believe my friend,  Rachel Rowell taught me this great travel tip).  All I have to do is show the library that I'm living in a rv park in their area and I have access to the world of books and other treasures.  Since Greg and I are spending the weekend recuperating and letting our bodies heal, I thought I would pop into the library down the street and pick us up some movies (that you can't find in redox) and books to keep us entertained.  I know this isn't what most people would do upon arriving to Las Vegas. ๐Ÿ˜†  I'm sure we will get into your average Vegas escapade in the near future, but for now, this is our perfection.
Delicious Wisdom
Oh, another little perk in the everyday life of a wanderer, is having many different views while chore running.  
Driving around Vegas
This is only the beginning.  Starting out small but still epic in it's own way, like this sunset from inside our rv park.  I can not WAIT to find the sweet spots of the desert to take in the enchanted hour of dawn and dusk, but for now, I will enjoy what is in my backyard.  Looking forward to sharing how this extraordinary journey unfolds.  Here's to all of us finding the extraordinary in our ordinary.  

Saturday, January 27, 2018

Landscapes of Life

We are all so precious.  I'm sitting here relishing this place.  This place - where I am in the United States - in this beautiful rv park - on the couch snuggled with my little guy, Cap, and most of all, where I am in my mind, my thoughts...this place of being at ease, at peace with all that is.  I am not always here, at ease.  For instance, yesterday was a bit rough getting into Vegas.  Had to jump through a few hoops, Greg became very sick and I had a headache that wouldn't go away.  Today, Greg's feeling slightly better, my headache is fading and the sun is shining outside (and inside me).  We are all so precious, exactly where we are in every moment, whether that moment is vibrant in happiness or dull in discomfort.  Whatever we are feeling or experiencing is leading our way, especially if we are willing to be there with ourselves.

Be there, sweetly with ourselves when we are feeling down.  Be there, exuberantly with ourselves when we are feeling joy.  Each place is pointing towards something essential, towards growth, towards being even more present in this precious life of ours.  It helps to know, we're all here together, we all experience these places - joy, sadness and everything in between.  I read a beautiful post earlier from a friend, Anna Loza that helped me "be there with myself", with what I was feeling, because she shared bravely about where she was, in that moment.  I believe life is always giving us these exquisite clues, helpful hints and ways to see even more beauty.  Anna's tender and powerful share, reminded me that we are all navigating our way through life, all of us experiencing the peaks of this wondrous world, and also sometimes the valleys, the caves, the lowlands.  Each landscape has something for us, if we pay attention and open up to how much each day has to offer.  Thank you to Anna and to other's, like Shanti Zimmerman, who lead the way in courageously being at ease with ourselves, even when "ease" is not what we might be feeling in that moment.  Thank you for reminding us all how precious, however we are feeling in each moment, is.
Current Snuggle Blog Session
Out walking in our new neighborhood

Friday, January 26, 2018

Las Vegas, We're Are Here

We've made it to our destination of vivaaaaaaa Las Vegas!  And that is the extent of our explorations.  We've found our home spot for the moment, have started to settle in and are taking it easy.  Here's a few shots during our travels.  The last one with the palm trees is our rv park for now.
Moon over desert mountains.  

Gonna let our minds and bodies rest in this little sanctuary and will have more to share tomorrow!

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Heartwylde: A Wildorado Day

We passed a region yesterday called Wildorado.  Names can be magic carpet rides to enchanted realms.  I wouldn't mind saying I was from such a place - Adventure Fergie from Wildorado.  I picture it as wooded oasis surrounded by the warm reds, golds and browns of this canyon land.  At the time of passing the portal of Wildorado, I was FULL to the brim with wonder, excitement and electricity.  I felt like a firework.  I was ready to play amongst the poofy bushes of this desert land.  We were driving, so all this playful energy was happening while sitting in our spaceship, as it made it's way through this familiar yet foreign land.  My heart was beaming, as I mentioned yesterday.  A Wild Heart blazing through the desert.
My inspiration found while walking Captain this am.  Heartwylde, navigating life from your heart.
Yesterday wasn't all love beams and desert frolics, though.  I didn't write about it in my post because I wasn't even sure how to describe the experience yet.  You know, when you are in the "forest" it's hard to see the bigger picture.  Now that I've had a wild night's rest - I call it wild because of the banshee like winds that were our lullaby - I can reflect on the unruly terrain we traversed.  We had been "non-stop" driving since Sunday afternoon.  I mean we stopped for gas, quick meals and to sleep a few hours but otherwise, we were road warriors with a mission.  It was catching up with us.  Our minds and bodies were starting to rebel.  You know how some days, life likes to give you a few challenges to juggle?  The next challenge, Greg discovers we have a problem with one of our slide outs (what makes a rv/travel trailer bigger).  These are never fun discoveries especially when you are in route and when "time is of the essence".  Throw in a few more frustrating moments and emotions and you have a Wildorado day!  A remedy to much of what ails us is a perspective shift.  Sometimes it can be a choice in the moment, taking a breather and sometimes it's a night's rest.  We woke up today as new people, each morning is a new beginning, right?  We feel bright-eyed and bushy tailed.  From three weary travelers to "The Three Musketeers Pioneers"!
Sunrise view from our base camp
We are taking a much needed break from our non-stop driving and staying in an rv park near the Grand Canyon we've visited before.  Unfortunately, we'll not explore that wonder of the US today, due to 45 mph gusts and our need to be still for a day.  We will mosey on into the little Historic Route 66 town we are in.  It's nice to be still and take care of ourselves for now.  Meanwhile, here's a glance of what it looks like when Cappy and I are typing the blog posts, as our caravan hastens down the highway:
Blog Writing Road Warriors
Although I don't mind writing while in the truck, for some reason, it seems I can follow the inspirations of my heart more easily when I'm stationary.  At this moment, we are resting with our coffee/tea listening to the wind howl outside (happy we're not driving in these gusts with our high profile vehicle/home).  Next, we'll see what delicious morsels we can find in this  classic Route 66 town.  

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Shine yeah!

The Arizona star lights me up!  Every time I see it, I feel like it's symbolic of a heart wide open.  Nothing but love light bursting forth!  Today's been quite a day.  We're on day 4 of truckin' across the US.  My energy has felt fiesta-like today.  I believe it has to do with how much the terrain has changed before my very eyes.  Plus, it might just be New Mexico and Arizona rubbing off on me.
Our view right now.
If I've been boring everyone lately, I have a feeling my posts will get more lively soon.  We shall see!

*Post title is a lovingly adopted colloquialism from my home area of Robeson County.  You would hear it used in a conversation like this: "Are you excited to be going to Las Vegas?"  "Shine yeah!"


Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Good Friends, Good Fortune

Sometimes in our cross country sprints, the timing and trail sync up perfectly where we get to see friends/family for a quick bite to eat.  Today was one of those days!  Our good friends, Chase and Amanda met us by the interstate in a parking lot that had enough room for our home on wheels (one of the challenges of traveling with your house) in Arkansas.  They treated us to a spunky local diner in historic downtown Van Buren.
Gliding down the road in Oklahoma, with fields of gold swaying in the wind, it dawns on Greg and I  for the hundredth time how we are living a dream-come-true.  Being able to get to know and explore places all over the country with people that we love (including the beauties above beside Elvis).  This life isn't for everyone, even though it sometimes might look pretty glamorous, it definitely has it's challenges.  For one, we've been sleeping in Wal-Mart parking lots for the last two nights.  When we are on a beeline to a destination for work, we'll park in places that allow free overnight parking for a quick night's sleep before we hit the dusty trail again.  We don't mind the "hardships" of being nomads.  They keep us on our toes in the best possible ways!  It's thrilling and fulfilling to grow through the many experiences in our migrations.  We definitely don't mind all the boons of being wayfarers, either.
"Falcons for Days"  - quote by Greg Hoffman
One of the many (at least 30 or 40) raptors (hawks, falcons, eagles) we've seen in the last two days!
We consider seeing these majestic birds one of the many rewards of our explorations. 
A theme that has been on my mind the last few days is being open to the possibilities of life.  Right now, there is so much potential swirling around all of us.  Unlimited potential.  It's easy to unknowingly close ourself off to possibility by thinking that the only options available to us are what's currently in front of us or what we've experienced behind us.  Those are, of course, important to consider, yet there's a third consideration.  Ahhhh...the power of threes (a future post).  This third viewpoint is where possibility awaits.  It's being open to the unknown, mystery, miracles, things we can not see but we know are there.  Years ago, we didn't know this "dream come true" life was on our horizon.  We didn't even know it existed.  Even right now, we're heading towards an opportunity that seemingly "came out of the blue".  There's no doubt, that what we sow, we reap but there is so much more to that equation.  It's being open to the unknown, to our dreams, to the infinite opportunities that dance around us in every moment.  It's having a dream goal in mind AND staying very open to how that dream life may unfold.  Here's to all of us, following that majestic bird above, let's open our wings, I mean minds, to the soaring possibilities on our collective horizons.

Monday, January 22, 2018

A 5 State Wonder

We'll have sauntered through 5 states in our travels today.  Woke up in Georgia, Alabama for our morning drive, lunch in Mississippi and driving through a corner of Tennessee, right now.  The rest of our day and night will be in Arkansas.  We snap pictures of the signs when we can.  It's funny that the Tennessee sign is blurry in this collage, because we're feeling less than clear at the moment.
In our average day on the road, we can go through the gamut of emotions.  From easy like Sunday morning to white knuckled driving and murphy's law hounding our diesel stops.  Just a minute ago we sat at an intersection in Memphis through at least 6 light changes.  The state signs above summarize our day of driving perfectly:  Alabama was a cloudy but easy morning, Mississippi gave us a lunch break and smooth clear travels and Tennessee has caught us feeling a bit cranky.  The good news is, we won't be here long...in Tennessee nor in this mood.  That's one of the great things about life, it's always changing.  When I find myself feeling discomfort, distress or just not my best, I know that it's only temporary.  It will pass.  All things do.  Voila!  I haven't even finished this blog post and we have already shed our grumpy moods (breaking free from the traffic in Memphis).  Just like that, we can let it go.  By the way, Tennessee doesn't make us cranky, I love this state and all my friends and family in it.    It's never the state or situation, its how I choose to see what I'm experiencing.  My perspective determines what I experience.
Speaking of viewpoints, here's a glimpse into our little world when we travel.  In this particular pic, today, Captain had to be bribed to get up from his napping position.  I'm pointing to a treat waiting for him on the dash.  Below, you see our view through a travel-worn windshield, the welcome of yet another state!
We've covered major ground today, states of America or states of mind, we are intrepid travelers.



Sunday, January 21, 2018

Zephyr of Love

Today begins our nomadic adventures for 2018.  We're leaving this paradise, our sanctuary, nestled in the loving fold of my brother's farm and heading West.
Westward to Vivvvaaaaaaaa Las Vegas!  It's grounding when you're a traveler, an adventurer, to have a home base that is abundantly full of family that loves you.  Everywhere we go, we carry that love with us.  Love we have from our family, our friends *you*, keeps us afloat.  The zephyr in our sails.

Home is where there is love.  It's there in that beautiful spot as my brother's neighbor, it's sitting in my aunt and uncle's kitchen last night, it's in Cary with our Hoffman family, it's in this truck as I type going down I-20W, it's in the interactions with you,  it's everywhere we go... because we are love.

And so are you.

Here's some of our send-off party today.  ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ’Œ
Last night at Libby and Don's



Saturday, January 20, 2018

A Fly-By Sparkle Dusting

Something feels distinctly different for me this January.  I touched on it a few days ago.  It's like a knowing, a sturdy confidence, a clear comprehension that things are unfolding exactly as they should.  There's no need to worry or struggle as long as I'm listening to my heart, inner voice and inspiration.  I may have felt this at different times in my life but not on this level, not this constant.  I've definitely understood on a logical level for quite awhile that flowing with life is immensely rewarding.  Right now, the experience I'm having goes beyond understanding logically...I know it in my bones.  I feel light, happy and ready to be here, in my life, with my whole being.  Worries or thoughts that may have interrupted my desire to share my love and inspiration in the past, seem to have dissolved (or know the detective hat and sword will come out๐Ÿ˜œ).  A relaxation and a spunk has become alight in me (even more than normal๐Ÿ˜Ž).  I'm not sure what brought it on, how long it will last but I tell you what, I'm going to enjoy myself to the fullest while I'm here!  
Through this blog (and whatever evolves next), I plan to keep you abreast of this fantastical journey!  My hope is that through sharing my quest with you, that maybe we both are "lifted to new heights of inspired experience"!  May we all realize just how much amazingness is packed into every moment.  May we continue to tap into our abilities, improving the world around and within us with our own special brand of awesomeness.  May we listen to our hearts and let them lead us into the happiness and the fulfillment of our dreams.  

*author Jan Spiller gave me that exciting sentence, "lifted to new heights of inspired experience".  

Friday, January 19, 2018

Sherlock Ferguson and the Wayward Thoughts


The detective hat and the sword.  They're strong symbols of the tools I've learned to use to navigate the self-imposed challenges I face.  When I experience an emotion or thought that is impeding the path towards my goal, the detective hat goes on.  It's a playful image that comes to mind that reminds me, it's now time to become curious about the thoughts that are dampening my resolve.  This is a game changer.  Before learning to don my detective hat, what I would do, is believe the words that are playing on that "broken record" I mentioned yesterday.  The moment that I'm describing is the pivotal point in recognizing the self-defeating pattern that has haunted me for years.
Here's how it goes:  I get excited, I mean EXCITED about an idea, make a few steps towards bringing the idea to fruition and then ๐Ÿ’ฅBAM๐Ÿ’ฅ, ๐Ÿ‘‰thoughts, feelings, dashed hopes๐Ÿ‘Ž.  In the past, I wouldn't even know what hit me.  The narrative running in my mind was so habitual and deeply rooted, I couldn't even see it very clearly...or I didn't want to see it.  Just putting on the detective hat changes everything.  Why?  It wakes me up from the sleep-walking like consciousness that has covered my eyes and kept me in my stagnant slumber.  I guess there's a part of me that thinks this pattern is protecting me.  My act of putting on the detective hat, tells my consciousness that I'm ready and willing to take the "broken record" off the player and throw away.  I don't need it anymore.  I'm strong enough.  It doesn't have to protect me.  I can handle this.  I'm done with this pattern.
The detective hat is my figurative light switch.  I turn on the light to see a room in my mind that I've been afraid to peer into.  The room isn't even that scary, I guess it's just cluttered and I haven't known where to begin to progress to my goal.  I become curious.  This word is powerful  Curious.  When we become curious, we shift our perspective.  Instead of holding onto a belief, a thought, a stance, a way of looking at something that may be keeping us from growing, we just become curious about it.  It's like that decision to be inquisitive automatically loosens the reins.  We become lighter, more flexible, less serious in that very instant.  That shift is pure magic.  I put my detective hat on and look at the thoughts running in my mind that have made me feel as if my idea is not worthy.  Here's some of the thoughts that I've had:  "I don't have anything worthwhile to say.  I'm not good enough, deep enough, smart enough.  My idea is crap".  It's understandable, no one would really want to look at those thoughts.  But not looking at them is precisely why they become powerful enough to stall me, us, everyone.  With my detective hat, I'm curious, I'm an onlooker, a witness to this train wreck of thoughts.  I can see them neutrally..."Oh, isn't that interesting I'm having those thoughts".  With the detective hat, being curious, I don't have to attach to these thoughts, I don't have to believe them.  I'm in detective mode, I'm trying to solve the mystery.  I've got things to do instead of get tangled up in these suspects.  

Suspect is exactly what they are.  After going into curious mode, which makes me brave enough and relaxed enough to look at thoughts like that with a sense of humor or just not taking them that seriously anymore.  They're just a bunch of delinquents loitering around the mystery that needs to be solved.  Then, I can see them for what they are, just wayward thoughts not contributing to a life that I want to live.  I can see them lovingly, knowing they were doing what they thought they should.  It's ok, they can be relieved of their spot to evolve to something even better.  I can have this kind of dialogue with myself when I'm not avoiding these thoughts.  This kind of dialogue can help me see more clearly what kind of thoughts will help me to reach my goals, not deter them.  In response to these wayward thoughts:  "I don't have anything worthwhile to say.  I'm not good enough, deep enough, smart enough.  My idea is crap".  The dialogue could go like this:  "So.  I want to say it, I have the desire, the yearning.  That's what matters.    If I have a burning desire to do something, I'm going to honor that passion and I'll do it to the best of my ability.  I'll not get caught up in comparison or stifling thoughts about whether it's worthwhile.  I'll just do it and keep going, and see where it takes me.  I'll not spend my time worrying or trying to determine if I'm smart enough, deep enough, good enough.  That would just derail me.  It's distractions.  None of it matters.  There's only one me, no one else like me, it would be a shame to withhold inspirations I feel just because I'm too busy trying to prove to myself whether these silly thoughts are true or false.  They're immaterial in my investigation."  This is where I dismiss them.  I lovingly tell them to go along their way.  They're not helping, anymore.  

After that interaction with Sherlock Ferguson, Adventure Ferguson skips along her jolly way into the horizon of her exciting, magical life.  

Sometimes, the hat has to come back on, even in response to some of the same lingering, loitering wayward thoughts.  That's ok.  Being the detective is part of this amazing adventure.  I like to wear my curious hat.  Have you wondered about the sword?  My Excalibur?  I didn't necessarily need it in the scenario I described.  The sword comes out when the unwanted guests don't get the hint.  Don't worry, it's not a massacre, it's just when I brandish it, everyone in the vicinity knows that a major clearing is about to happen.  Maybe I'll go into more detail on that soon.  Playing around in these shadows has me craving some sunshine.  I'm ready to frolic and venture into something fun.  Let's see where that inspiration leads me.  

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Diving into Vulnerability

What I'm picking up from the many trailblazers out there, is the significance of being willing to be more authentic...which means more vulnerable.  Not just sharing the bright, shiny moments, which of course will still be shared with even more dedication, but also the moments that are unclear or challenging.  Being vulnerable and open, I'm learning, is one of the bravest and rewarding things we can do.  This courageous willingness can bestow the grandest gifts to everyone, especially ourselves.

I'll just go ahead and dive in!  Why not?  

I mentioned yesterday, my self-sabotaging patterns.  We all have them.  Most of the time, we are not aware of them.  You know when you find yourself in the same place over and over again, despite wanting and desiring it to be different.  It could be the same argument or frustration with a loved one, or having a goal in mind, yet finding yourself foiled by the same scenario once again.  Many times, the culprit in these disheartening moments in our lives, is a self-sabotaging pattern.  It's something that we learned in our past that is no longer serving our highest good.  It could be a belief we learned from our parents(and they learned from their parents), a perspective we chose in a challenging moment in our life journey or a number of other responses to life.  Whatever it was, it was probably helpful at one time, but at some point, it becomes kind of like "a broken record", it no longer works.  

A self-sabotaging pattern has tenaciously dogged one of the biggest priorities of my life, living my purpose.  Imagine this...I have this amazing inspiration moment full of ideas, creativity and enthusiasm, it's euphoric.  I then, jump into creating whatever it was that has me floating on cloud nine.  The fall...it could be an hour later or the next day, but I fall from that high place of inspiration, to the pit of discouragement, hopelessness, loss of confidence, "what was I even thinking".  Both experiences are intense.  Both seem exceedingly real.  Since the low point seems as real as the joyous moment, I have, in the past, responded by letting go of whatever it was I was working on.  Chalking it up to, "oh, I must have been wrong", back to the drawing board.  Our brains, our minds, are so very powerful.  Our reality is whatever we believe it to be.  

"Mama has a new bag of tools"!  Here's where I change the script.  I decided, with the help of the trailblazers out there, my support system (you) and the mysteriousness of life itself, that I was finally ready to move on from this pattern of mine that has stood in the way of shining my light fully.  The tools I'm using are:  a detective hat and a sword.  Whahahahaaa.  Yes, you saw that correctly, a detective hat and a magical sword, picture Excalibur.  I'll explain how I use these tools in the next post, because Greg is patiently waiting for me...it's time for us to go see our family in St. Pauls now.  Just as the picture shows, this is only the beginning of the dive.


Wednesday, January 17, 2018

The Quest Lives On

Gazing out of the window of my family's home in Cary, NC while millions of busy little snow flakes fall from the sky only to vanish once they touch earth.  Vanish or a transmutation?  It appears as if they vanish, but on closer inspection, they're just changing to a different form of water.  Changes happening all around us in every moment, yet it's easy to miss the magic abounding!

It's a new year and it seems there is something different in the air.  Yes, the new year is always a fresh start but I'm feeling a knowing deep in my bones.  It's a knowing and an ease, like I've come to a graduation of sorts.  A graduation of a passage in life school.  I feel a determination and a confidence in proceeding forward, letting go of all that no longer serves me.  Self-sabotaging patterns, namely.

I began this blog in 2010 and I find myself still wanting to share the quest I described then:
From Profile
"I'm here to chronicle this odyssey called life.  My plan is to remind myself every day to be present in my decisions, for they take me on my next adventure.  I hope to become more aware and possibly help others through this journey."
Much has changed since 2010, so much growth, so many adventures and so much love in between but the desire to share this quest we are all on has remained.  If you look at the history of this blog, you will see spurts of inspiration.  A post here and there throughout the years but nothing consistent.  I would feel the creative spark and the enthusiasm to share and just as quickly as that candle was lit, a  doubtful gust would blow it out.  The difference I feel in this moment is a confidence in my ability to move through these patterns that have stopped me in my tracks in the past.  I've been practicing, honing this ability since January 1st.  When describing this new and improved me to my close friends, I've said, "Mama's got a new bag of tools and she's not afraid to use them.".

I've decided I'm going to post here daily.  One day it may be a post like this, another day it may be a video like yesterday, some days it may just be a picture with a few words and who knows what else may come about.  I have the desire and will follow it through and let it evolve as it goes.  I don't know what it will all look like but that's thrilling in itself.

Since I began typing this blog post, the snow has changed yet again.  At that time, the snow flakes were dissolving to water when they made contact with the Earth.  Now, they are enduring as a sparkling blanket of snow on the ground.  I'm gonna do the same!  I'll flow, change and adapt each and every day but I'll also endure.  Transformations and steadfastness, movement in stillness, the ebb and flow of daily life with a dedication to be here now, with you.  Are you feeling similar stirrings?