The woods are lovely.. dark and deep... but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep...
Loosely quoted- I hope I'm close- but those were the words that rang through my head as I forced myself to leave the woods.
It was almost dusk when the dogs and I finally arrived last night- and as soon as we arrived I regretted that we had not come out earlier. Once there, with the trees standing out against a backround of white- I felt that I never wanted to leave- wished that I could walk forever in the silence. So beautiful... so still....
So many things in our lives push at us. So many things pull us away from our center.
I am grateful for the moments that I find in my life for silence. Somehow- those moments expand in my memory- giving my mind a place to go back to.
Is there a place where you find rest?