It's the journey that's important, not the getting there!
It's the melody within the heart that helps us to endure.
The song of thrush and blackbird, joy that falls so gently on the ears to celebrate another day of life and living, flying free.
I believe in miracles . . . prayers that are answered and healing hands.
Fate is not quite as strange as it appears!
Life, sometimes so wearying is worth its weight in gold the experience of traveling lends a wisdom that is old.