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    Running Away

    This morning we had a comfortable 42 degrees with overcast skies that offer a feeling of dreariness. That feeling matched my mood. In my journaling this morning I wrote that I wanted to run away and not face the muck and mire of life as it is. But I have no idea where away is which makes it impossible to go there. I find it difficult to live in a place of unknowing but I’m getting used to that. In my past I would numb myself with alcohol but hard learned lessons taught me that was not how to face life. Deep down inside of me is a knowing that running away is not the answer but rather hold onto some hope, facing the day with all the tools, knowledge and trust I have. I accomplish nothing by wanting to live in the future, or worse yet, my imagination. My life is only lived here, now, in the present. So, after prayer and meditation, I decided to grab my camera and see how nature is handling the day. I pray for this country as we are in a place of transformation and hopefully healing. There’s no need to run away.

    the news…
    the airways are a buzz
    the news is spreading
    we now know who won

    a prayer…
    of thanks to all who voted
    for those who feel they lost
    for the healing that now begins

    ms