This was taken a year ago in Spain. This place, the place that this photo is taken, happens to be my favorite place in the world. It isn't glitz. It isn't glam. But I like it just fine that way.

I just watched, Walk On Water. It really touched my heart and made me realize that these thoughts and feelings bloomin' within my head and heart are truthful to the path I am walking. Stumbles, many, but one dusts oneself (however slowly it takes to wipe the dust, well, that time must occur) off and sets along again.

I feel it, inside me. A soft, but growing, Hopeful feeling that can only be described as if i were a little girl again, dancing about without a rhyme or reason. It comes and goes, but it is there. And it is growing. And there is Hope. And I like that.

Happiness isn't anything beyond yourself. You are the common element here. And thus responsibility must occur and be taken into account.


....the film really made me want to make things happen, as I have started to mold and shape the next year's details and possibilities, and give faith that these things are the right choices.

I sent my passport in. To get a second one. Because I have Israeli stamps in my current one. And I thought I might go to Syria before making my way back to the Holy Land. Those are all minor details. The main focus is that I mailed it in. I made a choice to fill out the papers and did all the requirements and made the calls. And mailed it. I think that is important. I think that in simple action lies my whole future details.


...and I find that rather, exciting.


Huzzah, cheers.