For me, the soul feels its worth in the woods (or the ocean, or a mountaintop, or anywhere in nature for that matter). And I have so many more words to put to this, but they are so jumbled and covered in heaps of dirty laundry and unpaid bills and galleries of photos waiting to be edited. None of it's getting done and I'm bored and overwhelmed at the same time, so much so that I've been craving times of solitude; time to give my brain and task list a rest and explore the depths of the spirit underneath all that, so that I can hopefully come back fuller and more alive and ready to take on the world. Thankfully, I have a family that is willing to let me do that.
There should be beautiful words and detailed insight about this most recent 3 day trip. But there isn't. My brain is going dark. So, all you get is some very roughly edited pictures (hey, blogs can handle a rough edit, right?!) and the words of someone else that spurred me on and filled me up during this trip. Thanks, LeeAnn Womack.
"I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to sellin' out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance."
