Traveling Mercies
When I first came to What Joy Farm (actually, created What Joy ) eleven years ago, I thought it was to be the end of my Journeying. Until about a year ago, I still believed that. Home is the sailor home from the sea, and the hunter, home from the hill. . . . I was content with that.
Much has happened in this past year. More than will ever be on this blog, or indeed written any where, nor spoken in any words. Suffice it to say, What Joy is not to be Journey's End. What Joy is not only the name of my farm, it is, after all, the name of my Journey. The next leg of which begins this day. This morning. Began a year ago.
Wish me luck on this Journey.
And thank you, Edwin, thank you. ♥
3 comments:
♥puddle♥
Hi Puddle, so glad you're following your bliss. ♥
On a more mundane note, listener and I are having a discussion at The Arty Blog. Please join in and add your wisdom.
http://hepartyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/purpose-and-project.html
Karen, please come over too. We'll make you an honorary Artsy Fartsy One. *grin*
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