I’m in the zone. It’s taken me a month, but I’ve arrived.

There is nothing but glorious abundance around me. I can see clearly now. I look up, down, around. Life.

The noise is fading. The shouting is lessoning. The heat is softening. My energy is warm and kind. I am not afraid. My purpose is becoming clearer. I want to wrap my heart around it and love, love, love.

Giving thanks for leaving old comfort and seeking new discoveries. It’s magical.

2 thoughts on “Magic

  1. And I love, love, love your blog! What a fascinating adventure you’re having. What shifted for you?

    Your photos are great. (Nice Bolt action, Ms. Strumm) I’d love to see Jamaica after seeing a little bit of it through your camera. The video of “white girls on the bus” was funny. Pretty squishy trip with everyone piled on top of each other … Where do the chickens sit?

    What’s the very best part, so far?

    I’m sure enjoying reading your blog. Thank you for writing it!

    Love from Martha


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