A lighthouse makes me think of home…. a place where they always keep the light on for you. Although my children and grandchildren live far away, they remain the light in my otherwise foggy world. Today I trudge through the thick sand in search of the lightness of being that comes from a life that is not in trouble. The beam that I am walking toward reminds me that there is always help to give and to receive, which is the great peace that comes from living through the storm.
This is so true !!!!!!
Thank you Joan!
I have been in so much mental pain that I surprised myself on Thanksgiving. I stayed in bed all day and told my family I was reading while in truth, I was avoiding and sleeping the day away…
When I was at the dinner table, and I saw the tears in the eyes of my 29 year old daughter, I could not wait to leave the table… We came together and shared feelings and I promised myself that this Thanksgiving has served as a place marker for my reality, that I am a people pleaser, one who is a cheerleader for others where in reality: I could not even cheer myself forward…
I Promised myself that I would take a step forward BUT could NOT figure my way out of the fog, then you came along JOAN ANDERSON and have begun to illuminate a spark within me again.
I am in NJ and am in need of a Sister to prod me for a minute to get out and walk… I do NOT truly know why I am so held back when I Know with a capital K. I guess you can say, ay this moment in time, much like the birds flying in V formation, I NEED someone to take the lead and be the wind beneath my wing with a PROMISE that I too will Pay It Forward some day in the near future… ANYONE: trishdetura@gmail.com
LOVE YOU JOAN and THANK YOU AGAIN from the bottom of my Heart <3
Thank you and Peace,
<3 Trish
I loved this! Such truth here! Thank you for sharing your heart❤️
I am really enjoying your posts. Nice to hear your voice coming through after enjoying your books so much. Thank you.
Jeannie B, San Juan Island, WA