on the wind.

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nearing the end of my holiday. 

it's been a wonderfully relaxing time away from work, 

these seventeen windy days and nights.

i feel like it's been longer, most likely because i did not commit

to doing very much at all, except to knit and read and tend to the needs of my soul.

i feel a bittersweetness, a rawness. 
i have searched inward. 
i have stretched outward.  

what i see is good. 

what i have felt is much love and a fullness of heart. 

life is good. 

it truly is.

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