Many years ago my father's mother, who I affectionately called Nana, sent me a card to let me know she was thinking about me. It said, "May your days have room enough for new experiences and new friends. May they be busy enough to fill your life with meaning and especially, may they be quiet enough for dreaming."
I try to make friends all the time and I try stay busy. The past 8 years have all been new experiences for me. Getting married, Moving to NC, heating a home with wood, having various employment challenges, learning how to care for goats, turkeys, chickens, and guinea fowl, and writing. Are my days quiet enough for dreaming? Sometimes, when I'm on my back deck, and hear the birds chirping and the wind chimes...chiming, I start to day dream about my writing....then the turkey gobbles or the guinea fowls start making a racket. But for that moment, it's peaceful and I get a glimpse of what might be.
Is there a time in the day that is quiet enough for your dreaming????
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Two lively rescue dogs interrupt my daydreams. And my writing.
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