today daniel, the doggies and I were drenched in the rain…twice!  oh storms storms.  The dogs are scared of the storms and shiver and pace and pant at the thunder crashes or lurking clouds.

We are back at page one.  Not fully at page one because we have had all sorts of experiences since page one was originally page on, AND we are back there.  The endless possibilities of possible opportunities and choices to choose for where and what and how I want to live and be and do.  They are all there.  and I do not know yet what to choose. sometimes I wish someone else could just choose for me.  Yet I believe it is essential that I claim my life space and claim my choices and trust in the choices I choose.  whatever they may be.

a wise owl pendant watches me on the desk where I type this and I wonder if it has the answers.

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