The wind tramples through here like a freight train. I hear it off in the distance, down in the canyon, and listen tensely as it rolls closer and closer, louder and louder, and then blasts the side of the trailer, startling the dogs and tossing us like a boat at sea. Moments later I hear it move off into the distance, up the hill above us, dragging along stray leaves and occasionally knocking down a dead tree branch.

Could these be the Winds Of Change I've heard so much about? Unseen and undeniable, impossible to ignore, demanding full attention and awareness. Stay awake!, says the wind no matter if it's day or night. Wake up. Listen. Let go. Watch what blows away, and what blows in...


Zoe Nelson said…
I don't think I like the new background. I find it busy and hard to read, but maybe that's just me. Just my 2 cents. It won't stop me from blog-stalking you!
Maia said…
Is THIS the comment place? Is this where we talk about abundance?

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