Halloween shows and decorations have me thinking about my little slice of the world. It is amazing how much of our life can be described in tales and analogies. I love stories and tales. So I’m going to peek inside my little brain and spin a tale about Milly.
How about your Realm? All of our Realms are under siege! What happened to our JOY! What happened to Seizing Life! Joie de Vivre! Carpe Diem and all that!
Okay…I didn’t run away from home this weekend. I carried my little blue bandana around since Thursday. I tied it to my purse. It reminded me that I have choices. I could fill it with protein bars at any time and run. It gave me comfort as much as the tattered panda from my childhood comforted me when I was so young (his name was ‘Panda.’ Original for an about four year old don’t you think?) It also, for me, was a reminder to pray…
After this week (and it’s not even over yet), I decided I want to run away from home. Have you thought about it…I was thinking back to when I was a kid. I’d be like, “Oh I could do this. I can take care of myself! I don’t need this house and rules!” Did you actually run away? I did twice…
Milly has returned to current life. We arrived at home late last night under an almost full Hunter’s Moon. I miss the mountains already. I feel they are my home away from home.
However after traveling for a couple of days, I am in pain. So of course I started worrying right away. My big dream is a road trip to the Grand Canyon. It’s been a dream since I was a preteen. Surprisingly, this is a dream I never gave up on. I had planned to take this trip in May 2017.
Thinking of stages today; stages in nature, life, and of course, in travel (since I’m on a trip)
Milly and team left summer behind heading into cooler weather and glorious God kissed color. Well…not so much color.