God Is.
I have wandered far from the Catholic faith as taught to me as a child, but my trust that there is an 'Is' out there, something greater than I, rarely wavers.
I have seen chaos. The chaos I have seen doesn't produce sustainable beauty. Sunsets and sunrises are always beautiful - thus, to me, a sign that God Is.
My campsite last night was just 20 yards from the edge of the water. After I pulled in and set up, I took some time to just sit and look at the water. As I sat, I felt something tight in me ease just a bit. Time to relax, time to breathe.
It's been a beautiful week - according to the forecasts I have another day or two before the weather turns colder. It's been lovely to be able to be out each day to enjoy it - gone for a time the days when I stared wistfully out the window, wishing I could go out and play.
On an entirely different note: I'm wondering if there's an anti-helmet law for motorcyclists here in northern Wisconsin. As I drove along yesterday's beautiful scenic route, I came across a fair number of cyclists also enjoying the weather. Not a single one of them (on bicycles or motorcycles) had on a helmet. I'm not sure of the appeal of bugs in one's hair, but they seemed to be enjoying themselves!
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