...so today as i was looking at this night and day fragment, to get a feel for where i am, i thought why not step back?
and back.
more.
in preparation for a return to larger cloth
and in response to my realization that
anything stored out of sight is a dream wasted.... every moment it sits there...
the walls have become my journal.
all of them.
i want to live it.
and He doesn't seem to mind.
I want a a bigger picture.
because i love the rhythm of looking, stepping back and then stepping back in.
it rocks me.
