Soul Rest

Somewhere there is a quiet place to dream

To be still, and let the world drop away

You know that place

You could paint it on a canvas

it's different for everybody, this place.

It's like a familiar friend and you

always know it when you've found it.

It is the moment your soul has found rest,

safely landed....

when all the conditions are right and

you feel like everything in

the universe is working with you 

right then.

Every now and again it happens

in this life, and when it does

it is something like

a little miracle.

It's not so much a structure

or building.....

You could find it on a street corner

far from home....

It's that place you discover when you are

all by yourself

maybe rounding a hill

or walking through a clearing

or seeing a light shining through

a little alley way

No matter where it is,

you turn as if to say.....look! 

You want to share it

with someone close.

And then again you almost don't. 

You want it

to be just yours......

and God's.

I think this place is something we all
have in common, for is there anyone who
does not dream of such a place?

When you see it, something

in you wants to claim

it as your own

It feels like home

You breathe a little prayer of thanks,

because you just know that God

has dropped it out of the sky

just for you!

I found this little building behind the cabin next door that we rented earlier this month. I immediately claimed it as my own and dubbed it My Writer's Shack. It intrigued me, stuck back there in the woods. One night I actually thought I saw a light on in the little window, but maybe I just wanted to. I had fun painting a little scene for myself there. I saw myself sitting behind that window, kerosene lamp lit in a comfy chair watching big flakes of snow coming down...books and journal at hand. I have no idea if that cabin was a rental or not. It could be that they used the little building as storage, but I had fun imagining what it could be.  

Be at rest sometime this weekend, and be blessed!