That is where I left off yesterday. I have more questions than answers. Well, maybe that is just about right place to be for this time, our time. Answers maybe will be slow in coming since the problems are so knotty and layered. So, I know for me I don’t feel comfortable without answers. But other things remain without answers like my health for instance, I have to remind myself.
So, we walk on watching to learn what way is the right path. We are feeling our way along. It is not the time for running and racking up huge mileage. It is also not the time to just sit still. Life goes on not matter what requiring us to give attention to many things. This is our story right now.
Times they aren’t pretty but they are real loves, Felipé.
by Antonio Machado
Wanderer, your footsteps are
the road, and nothing more;
wanderer, there is no road,
the road is made by walking.
By walking one makes the road,
and upon glancing behind
one sees the path
that never will be trod again.
Wanderer, there is no road–
Only wakes upon the sea.
Dana ~ thank you for that powerful poem. I will put that up on the blog because it fits so well. Felipé.x