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part of me

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There is a part of me that lives in the mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina – I feel complete in a strange way when I get to head toward the Smokies – like I’m all put together again.  I can’t quite describe the feeling that I get when they stand tall around me as if to tell me to draw strength from them, but I always try.  Today I am not going to try.  I am just going to say that the mountains make me feel wistful.  They make me want to stand as still as I can for as long as I can and imprint the image of the quilted landscape on my soul.

 

you can fly

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I see a butterfly that is a cloud that is not a butterfly at all, but it is still flying.  🙂

 

 

Just a reminder that you can fly.  No one will do it for you and a lot of people will tell you that you can’t, but you can.  You can fly and you can sing and you can dance and be silly.  You can hike into the mountains and stroll into the valleys.  You can decide to be ok just as well as you can decide to be miserable.  You can make the best of the worst and, of course, the worst of the best, but please don’t ruin a great moment just to prove that you can!

You can smile and laugh and love and live with intent and you can come alongside someone who appears to be going through their own sort of hell.  You can rhyme and you can hope for the best even if it seems impossible.  You can pray and have faith that God works in your life – you can stumble and fall and get up better for the tumble.  You can encourage others just for the sake of encouraging them and you can go to bed exhausted from living a day.

You can Love.  Give it a try – it feels like flying.

Just thought I’d give you a little reminder…