Right now, I am in a mindset of hope and facing “a clean slate.” I am part of a Facebook group doing a virtual El Camino pilgrimage this summer and I find the timing of life to be at my speed right now.
My friend Fausta, also on the pilgrimage, posted about having a place to ponder. As a life coach, she’s name her business “Fausta’s Place to Ponder.” She encouraged all of us to think about and share our individual places.
Here is her original post: Fausta’s Place to Ponder
I immediately wanted to join the discussion but I needed to reflect upon my “place.”
I realized that I have several.
My morning spot is my enclosed sun porch.
I love to gaze at the roses and use them to center myself and focus my thoughts. Two months ago the entire bush was covered with massive blooms, which of course, faded. So I trimmed them. And now I see these long, hearty stalks (an amazing amount of new growth) about you bless us with new flowers.
Life is much the same— we bloom, we sometimes get chopped, but we come back.
But I also like to ponder in my bedroom with my birds, often in the evening after a long day.
But I also love to ponder on road trips, solitary drives. These are the times when I often face my own versions of hard truth and decide on life change.