A Place to Find God.

I thought nothing would come of the day. I wrote I post I have not re-read since and laid in bed for hours, wasting the day. Drowning in tears lost in thought. Hypocrite. No. So I got up and went to a place I had discovered only the day before. The place you go to find God. Great. Thats the person I need to talk to most. So I went. He was there. I thought. I wrote. I prayed. I cried. Pushing though what had kept me in bed. my own mind.

Here are some images of that sacred space:


The Entry Way.


The Perfect Tree for Climbing. 


A view from atop the tree. 


After a nap in the tree. 


The Hidden Stream. 


My Handy-Dandy Notebook. 

I wrote some things that really helped. I think that atmosphere gave me some clarity.

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