from Chimay in december

The vision that you glorify in your mind, the ideal that you enthrone in your heart - this you will build your life by, and this you will become -James Allen

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.
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-Thomas Edward Lawrence (of Arabia)

von Malte im Dezember

Tag 17

Flocken tanzen im Reigen
Spuren entschwinden lautlos im zeitlosen Weiß.
Dampfender Atem.
Leise vorwärts gleiten,
Stille liegt in der Luft.

Weg räumen, Ankunft.
Pforten durschreiten,
Wärme erfülltes Heim.
Raum entfaltet Wirklichkeiten.
Träume, nun endlich wahr.

January 17th, Saturday

Today wa sthe first nice day after 2 weeks of below Fahrenheit followed by 2-3 days of heavy storm and rain that washed away all the snow. The sun peeked through the clouds today. Our outhouse fell over, our cabin was leaking and the electricity and phone didnt work for some time. The horses are still alive, stamping around in mudd paddles and Dave and I are happy together.
Yesterday and today for the first time since a long time I managed to go through some papers and did some things that were not work or family related or just reading a great novel and gettinig away from reality.
Small steps. thats what is happening. I had some great phone talks with my sister. And things will slowly move forward.
Love you world!

things sometimes take longer than you expect

Today I decided to just go on. I still hope to put up a summary of the past months.
But for now I just gonna report on the days that pass by.