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A Time Of Rest

7/31/2018

When I started blogging, I made a commitment to myself that I'd post twice a month. At the time, I'd also started implementing several changes in my life. Two blog posts seemed a reasonable goal as I learn to balance the discipline of writing with the newness of my living and working environments. But, the last nine weeks have left little time for creative thought. Last week we rented a cabin in Homer and I intended to write. Instead, I sat by the fire, walked along the beach and slept. This coming week is filled with family as we gather for a reunion at Nancy lake. My cousins and I will process salmon and then on Monday I fly back to Prudhoe Bay for work. My commitment stands - but I hope you'll extend grace and patience as I adjust to the creative life I am pursuing.

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I credit my love of the outdoors to two major influences: Dad and Aunt Jan.

Dad pushed limits. He seemed fearless through my little girl eyes. And when he’d take me and my sister camping in the woods or cycling through a canyon or swimming in the river, he made every experience seem as though we were bold adventurers conquering dangerous feats.

Aunt Jan nurtured. She loved to teach and she loved, what she affectionately called us at times, naughty children. I’ve fond memories of my four cousins, my sister and I traipsing along wooded trails or sandy shorelines chatting with aunt Jan. She had a gift for making us feel important, valued. She opened up her heart and the outdoors to each of us.

Though these childhood experiences have long faded into memory, dad's and aunt Jan’s legacies remain. No matter what presses against me, my world seems to right, at least on some level, when I climb a mountain, float a waterway, pack up into the alpine, cycle along a trail, traverse a wooded path, pitch a tent, build and sit by a fire or throw a sleeping bag down on a sand bar and sleep under the stars.

God’s creation has a way of calming my mind, comforting my soul and soothing my spirit. And I am thankful for dad's and aunt Jan’s examples that nurtured my love of nature.

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It's such fun jumping on beds . . . and couches too and eating pie from the center before serving it to others. I love laughing and I appreciate people who make me.

Life is amazing with its possibilities. And, I am blessed by the wonderful people in my life and the liberty I have to pursue what brings me joy. In spite of life's griefs, there is peace and joy and love enough to fill all the spaces.

Zephaniah 3:17
"The Lord your God is in your midst, a Warrior who gives victory; He will rejoice over you with gladness, He will renew you in His love, He will exult over you with songs of deliverance."

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