Nostalgia
They wash over me, these waves of nostalgia. Paths cross, run parallel, then unwind in different directions. Exciting and new, and just a wee painful to watch them go. And so it goes... I found myself crying in the car the other night... A beautiful song came on by Divine Appointment, and I couldn't resist it's call to keep looking up, keep looking for the joy and gladness that surely comes around the bend.
On a different note, I led the prayer circle at Inner Quest Tuesday night. It always feels good to send such out such loving intentions. It feels like what I'm meant to do. Or, it's part of my path of purpose, for sure.
Sometimes I feel like my list of "should's" and "supposed to's" is longer than I'll ever have time to complete. Sometimes I forget to enjoy the beautiful moment of accomplishment when it happens, before moving on to the next thing. I think the Universe is telling me to slow down and savor those moments, because the list will keep.
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. "
- Ferris Bueller
Indeed, Ferris. Indeed.
On a different note, I led the prayer circle at Inner Quest Tuesday night. It always feels good to send such out such loving intentions. It feels like what I'm meant to do. Or, it's part of my path of purpose, for sure.
Sometimes I feel like my list of "should's" and "supposed to's" is longer than I'll ever have time to complete. Sometimes I forget to enjoy the beautiful moment of accomplishment when it happens, before moving on to the next thing. I think the Universe is telling me to slow down and savor those moments, because the list will keep.
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. "
- Ferris Bueller
Indeed, Ferris. Indeed.