“I want you to stop running from thing to thing to thing, and to sit down at the table, to offer the people you love something humble and nourishing, like soup and bread, like a story, like a hand holding another hand while you pray. We live in a world that values us for how fast we go, for how much we accomplish, for how much life we can pack into one day. But I’m coming to believe it’s in the in-between spaces that our lives change, and that the real beauty lies there.”
— Shauna Niequist
Welcome to my in between place. The crossroads of my evening where I take off my mask and share my fear of losing meaning. My existence used to have rich colours but has of late been painted in hues of grey. I still long for truth but the day to day gets in the way and drains the search of joy. Not that there isn’t joy in the daily moments but it seems somehow less vital. Yet here in the in between I grasp and reach knowing that I have not abandoned ambition as much as I’m walking the course to discover it anew.
Blessings, G
Star Dog With Ravens by G A Rosenberg 
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