Path

It rained all night.

I had to laugh at the snow lines that remained.

it's like a highlighted road on GPS

Is the path right in front of me the Road not Taken?

A better sense of centrringI stitched a newness Cabin to celebrate the the fact that Here It Is, Stop Searching.

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  1. Love that path…so clear!! Ah, if only all of life were that clear. sigh.
    The others here have such valuable input to consider.
    The cabin is so soft and comforting…so centering.

  2. Barbara Inskeep

    I want to sit in the “cabin “and have a cup of tea with you❤️. Stopping searching sounds like such a relief…enjoying the fruits of what’s here…

  3. The convergence of lines in the center of circle speaks to me.
    Searching, seeking. During my life I’ve run off in so many directions at once. I’ve found these lines from Carrie Newcomer’s song “A Shovel Is A Prayer” to be a helpful reminder to Be where I Am. (I believe her words echo a Rumi poem that I can’t find now.)

    “For all you searching
    There’s nothing to do.
    What you’ve been looking for
    Is looking for you.”

  4. I’m rediscovering the roads I took for granted without realizing it. I’m glad the roads are still there; now I can appreciate them in a way I hadn’t before.
    Also, log cabin love. Home reimagined. Hugs Jude and peace to everyone reading this.

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