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following true north
ponderings along the path
I have more questions than I have answers for. When I wake up in the middle of the night
(3 a.m. being my preferred hour) my mind can pull up the longest list imaginable.
Why am I awake being question number one -
but the queries rapidly evolve into so much more....
Is the instinct to mother/nurture a learned skill or is it in our DNA?
Does it really matter to whom I address a prayer when I feel the need to pray?
Am I being selfish if I want to live in the now - meaning my own "now"?
How long will it take for my pineapple skins and leafy top to break down in my compost?
There was a time when I found those late night sessions annoying.
Now, I think about it as just an excuse for another pot of tea.