I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Transitions
“Wandering and confused, lost to myself, ill-assorted,
contradictory, Pausing, gazing, bending, and stopping”
Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
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Transitions suck
Those in between moments
Where you are not sure where you have been
Or where you are going
Not sure who you are
Or what you are meant to do and be
Roles changing
Body changing
Life changing
Losses abound
What you were you are not
Vitality flags
Effectiveness disappears
You are humored
then replaced
so now I wander
no destination in mind
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