Somewhere

There isn't always a trail to blaze.. sometimes the trail is missing altogether..

Sometimes the trail can't be seen..

Sometimes one must leave the trail and make their own way..

In all these instances I listen..

And follow that which isn't spoken..

To find my own way..

Which generally is the right way..

At least for me..

..I prefer the less traveled road.

Stream

As Mother's Day approaches I am grateful for the women who shaped me into the wild woman I am. I miss my grandmothers terribly today. I wish they were here wagging their fingers at me urging me to be all that I can be - holding me to high standard of strength while being womanly and doing what needs to be done. Thank you for role modeling what a strong integral woman looks like. Thank you for showing me how to give love to your family. I am so blessed for the gifts you shared with me and the memories of our lives together.  And thank you for loving me unconditionally.