Gratitude

Home is within our own hearts and we have everything we need.
We are strengthened to live not in fear, but out of courage.

Swing

Cars Packed

The time has come to say goodbye.  Boy, it never gets easy. Pensive moments and we anticipate departure. The gift of reconnecting is powerful.  Time spent away means growth and change. We don't stay the same. We are kinetic energy.  The boy and his Paw Bear is an ongoing storyline. 

Lake Michigan

An important spot for the family; we humans return to places of memory and significance.  Rituals, like writing in the sand love messages, only to let the waters wash them away, share hope. We survive on making meaning and passing information along through stories and actions. I am grateful for family rituals and pray this return has been healing and rejuvenating.

Made It

Anticipation

The eagle soared over the treetoms and landed on a top branch. I thought it was a vulture,so common in Texas. It was there, on the branch, that I saw clealy the eagles large body and distinct white head.  And if that weren't enough I saw a second several miles down the road. Beautiful sighting of such a powerful bird; a serious predator.  I imagine native american wisdom could lend some aide but off the top of my headit seems a blessing on our journey.  We're doing a good and noble thing. The fear of the night and strains have turned into golden valleys and courage messages. Bear and Deer are travelling together to celebrate each other and the life we've created and share. And we are blessed.

Mississippi River

Moving Along

A Break

The night of traveling has taken its toll.  The storm clouds gathered all around as we took off from Austin. They darkened the sky northward. Lightning bolts shattered the sky most touching down at some distance. The rsin on I35 before Dallas was the worst. Hard to see at times and traffic at two lanes with construction.  The first gas station was wonderful.  Clean and friendly and really it was the end of the most harrowing part.
Driving last night in that derp darkness was nice. Somehow rejuvenating. And the deer all stayed on their own side of the street.
Maybe I'll get a haircut in St Louis.

Northerner

No more Easterly.
I55 to Chi Town

Leary

Sleep Time

Life In The Fast Lane

Post Dallas we sit like a dream cause I swear I fell asleep.
City lights and Zoo Temptations
So sad we could only name two
Night creatures
Bat and racoon.

The storm was a bit of a drag. But we made it through. Quite a lightening show at that. Next turn of events, following 30east...55north

Bye bye

Off

Not By Bus

Light Midnight

The deer were dancing tonight to a tune internal and explosive. I'm reminded of the spiritual song that goes, 'How can I keep from singing?'

The gift of care far outweighs gold and is deeper than the gulf that can divide us. In sharing of this blog and journey I feel supported. And I am grateful for the community at Drink And Ink, for their depth of love and creativity. May we continue on our way through the sea, out from bondage and oppression; despite the doubt and fear, into deeper love and light and freedom.

Time

T minus 24hours, We travel to cold weather Chicago.

Not By Train

Not By Plane

Subaru Done

In The Process

Greetings and good evening all bloggers and readers. It's an honor to share a blog space with you in energy, if not in theory. So today I attempted to get my Subaru serviced, but was called out in my job and needed to reschedule. They're so nice and let me drive my car off the service grounds. I did get my computer fixed; another item off my list. And I did get to the gym with my husband. Though his sugar levels dipped low and we had to get some emergency supplies at HEB. IT has been an exciting day.
I was just thinking today, that we really don't have tomorrow, only now. Tomorrow does not exist. Only right now. So when I say we are going to Chicago on Wednesday evening, it is not really a reality. It is a hope, an idea, a goal, but not a reality.

Bear is watching his film for the night and I am writing this blog. I have a mileage sheet to my right, my work phone, a prayer book and notebooks with my scheduler. I'm ready to go to bed and feeling as if there is so much else I need to do. Alas, I regret to say, I'm going to do little more today, but go to sleep.

Hope and Doubt

Our hope is that Wednesday comes softly. Today's long needed nap, encouraged by clouds and cool temperatures, felt a bit like a mac truck hitting my body; just exhausted.  After a morning of church we keep believing.  We're going to Chicago.

Sunday Morning

We have just 82 hours till our trip to Chicago. My husband, of 9 years recently was told by his, newish VA doctor, lets call him Kojack, that his disease has progressed to a not good place. It was at a conciliatory lunch, and even more specifically, in the bathroom, where the idea emerged. Go to see his newest grandson, whom he's not yet met.
After work, on Wednesday, we'll  leave for an 18 hour drive and make it in 24 hours. We have a date to see his son play and sing, in his band, in downtown Chicago.
Fortunately, tonight at starbucks, we met a new friend who suggested I blog it.....

Today, my sermon will be about Crossing the Red Sea. We walk today, on the sea floor, fearful of the water, and the oncoming enemy, whom we never really hated, but that somehow life put on the opposite end of the friendship table. Going to a place we really don't know how to get to, or exactly where it is. BUT go we must, or so we've been told. Despite the fears and the gnawing ache that says, just stay home.

The miracle has already been with us. Coming through prior plagues, called Hurricane Ike, Joblessness, Homelessness, Dog Attacks, Bitter Depression, Endarterectomy, among others, that did occur but did not knock us into oblivion, teaching lessons of what? Life is an adventure?

So, Wednesday night, at 5 pm, we'll leave the confines of "home". and Travel out into the night. With a destination....Chicago.