Whenever there is a seasonal change or an anniversary, my heart is bewildered. The root meaning of the word means to allow oneself to wander in the wild. But, ‘Not all who wander are lost’. My outer self is lost, but inside I am beginning to get a sense of coming home. How can that be? I have no answer.
My Journaling Journey
- September Interlude September 12, 2018
- Falling in Love with the work: Studio works in progress 19/7/18 July 20, 2018
- Studio doings and Works in Progress: July ’18 July 17, 2018
- From the Wiltshire sketchbook June ’18 June 30, 2018
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