Not in Africa anymore!! Wide blue skies and red earth has given way to arctic winds from the Russian Steppes, or so I hear, as London shivers under grey snow-filled skies. But I haven’t been happier, walking the city streets, stopping in bookstores and cafe’s to watch the world go by. I can do this life, I really can. J calls to tell me the long rains haven’t yet arrived and the weather is hot, the coffee sun-scorched; my dogs wait in heaps on the shady veranda, sleeping away the days until my return and I think, another week and I’ll be ready to go home. ~ eliza ~
~ wandering inwardly and outwardly searching for clues on how to love without maps (not everyone comes with instructions) having murmuring conversations with intuition and poking sticks at the importance of ‘trust’ and then I circle back rhythmically to love and realize that I have to love everyone in my life exactly where they are and this, this, honestly, well, it makes me feel whole. Because I am so good at that. (You know, loving everyone exactly where they are). ~ madelyn ~
