Well not really, I shovelled out, but left another hour for Amos to deal with when he wants to get his car out tonight to go to work. I figure one and a half hours is this ol’ girl’s limit. Our lane is so short and you run out of places to throw the snow if you don’t give yourself a wide berth at the outset of winter. You just know there is more to come! Weather report calls for at least 15 cm more over the next few days. Luckily this batch is lighter than the early squalls dumped.
I just finished a paper for my program in Spiritual Direction (Jubilee Ontario) in which I focused on the shadow side of our soul and how we need to befriend it. In doing research I came upon Brenée Brown’s book, “I thought it was just me…” (a book I highly recommend for all women of any and all ages). Her work was quite telling and very helpful in my own research. Then today, I was following links about journaling (mostly extreme visual journaling) and lo and behold there I am at her blog! Holy coincidence, eh, Batman?
Hope y’all will join me on the journal journey in the new year. It’s a wonderful (if sometimes bumpy) ride.
Oh and here is a peek at my religious timeline which I had to submit for a covenant group that I belong to.
In case you can’t quite make out the sentence at the bottom (the page isn’t finished yet)
it says, “All of life is a constant recreating.”