Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
Have you ever stood on tiptoe and looked in on your own life? It is like gazing at a mansion on a hill, and you get closer to take a peak. You find a window, and behold, it is a house of dusty corridors, places you have been, places that you know. Sunlight streams through
I watched the birds this morning out on our back deck; like us, they are endlessly busy, darting here and there, not satisfied with one particular perch. As they move from spot to spot, they find a new vantage point. The world does look different from a tree-top, or the tip of my patio table
Sometimes, when life is other than blue skies without a cloud in sight, we forget that we have choices; even in those seemingly cheerless times, our life is still an open canvas. Days come when all we see is a blank slate, and the palette we choose next is white, black, and grey. We settle
This past December, my husband, myself, and my youngest son traveled to St. Augustine, Florida, for a wedding; the wedding was lovely; however, beyond the wedding, there were lessons to be learned. Isn't it strange, the surprise encounters we find on our life journey? Sometimes, just an ordinary experience opens our eyes, and we see