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Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Wonder Lands

The thought of beginning a blog post right now feels daunting.  It always feels this way when I've been away for a while - like there is far too much inside of me, so much that wants to come out into the light but I don't know where to begin with any of it.

Which makes me know that I must...

I'm listening to this John Mayer song right now ("Born and Raised") and there's something about it...I'm thinking maybe I should just post the song for you and then I wouldn't have to write any of my own words. Maybe it's the longing howl of the harmonica (which reminds me of how I imagine wolves sound when they're crying out for something). God, how I love the sound of the harmonica - it's always been my very favorite instrument.  If my soul could speak out loud I think it would sound like the harmonica. Or maybe it's the couple of lines that make the hair on my arms stand up straight with resonance - or the want in his voice.

I don't know - there's just something in this song that speaks to those deep places that want so much to speak and be seen.

Here are a few of the lines that make the hair stand up...

I still have dreams, they're not the same
They don't fly as high as they used to.

I got a mom, I got a dad
But they do not have each other.


Cause one of these days I'll be born and raised
And it's such a waste to grow up lonely.

Total goosebumps.  (For reasons that, if you & I could sit next to each other in conversation, I could only partly explain.)  I'm learning that words just can't touch some things.

It feels good to let myself ramble right now - to not have a plan or a direction, to let it seep out how it wants to.

I want to tell you all about my family trip to Grand Teton National Park & Yellowstone but, in just a minute, I need to pick my girls up from their play date so, instead, I'll show you some photos.  Like I said, some things words just can't touch...

God, how these places, those animals have my heart.  Wonderlands, for sure. Nature is, no doubt, the ultimate creation. I am left humbled and longing (in a way I just can't explain).

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And now I'm off to clean and unpack and wash and fold and get my little ones ready to start school in a couple of weeks.

I'll be back soon with more of Debbie Ford's questions to ponder...

For now, I send love to each of you beautiful people.  With all of me, thank you for being here.

Oh, and below is the song...


  1. Welcome home Julia! What gorgeous photos! Wow!
    So good to have you back. Enjoy the rituals of unpacking and settling in. No rush just enjoy.
    I absolutely loved the song and got goosebumps with the harmonica. I used to play the harmonica a little. I loved it.
    Big hugs!

    1. Beautiful have such a way of putting a smile on my face. My heart just fills with gratitude whenever we connect.

      I love that you used to play the harmonica - somehow that doesn't surprise me a bit. Such soul in that instrument - in you.

      I love you, my huge hearted friend.

  2. gorgeous honey, welcome home.
    your photos are heart
    is particularly taken away with the animal
    in the yellow flower field. loooove.
    i too know this yellowstone...roots back
    through my dad who worked there in his youth
    + spread his ashes in that vicinity when he died
    a few years ago.
    LOVE you. hugs xoxooo

    1. Rachel! That baby elk in yellow is my very favorite too - that sweet soul has my heart.

      Have I told you how very grateful I am for you?

      Hugs and love back...

  3. Those are amazing photos. My favorite is the third one--it's so crisp, so ... oh what's the word. Holy? Or serene?
    Makes me want to take a trip of my own out there. I traveled across the states to Utah once with my grandparents. Maybe one day I'll scan all those photos in and share them--nothing like red rocks and blue skies.

    I can understand how those lyrics may give goosebumps. It's interesting how we can relate so easily to artists and their songs, and we wonder if they shared the same life experiences as we did.


    1. Dear Karin - I love that you are here with me! Thank you for taking the time to connect.

      Holy, serene - yes, those are just the words for what I felt in that land.

      And music - oh, how grateful I am for it & for just the right words, words that make me know I'm not alone in any of it.

      Sending love to you today, dear person...

  4. I understand your feelings in viewing such scenic splendor since we just returned from Alaska. Never have I felt such humbled awe. Such wild beauty. I am still processing it.

    Love to you as you wrap up your summer and begin a new season.

    1. You are such a precious one, Naomi.

      Alaska - I haven't yet been there but I can imagine that wild beauty. And "humbled awe" is exactly how I felt the entire time I was in Yellowstone.

      Sending love back your way. Blessings to you, dear one.

  5. beautiful photos, julia! there's nothing like being out amongst the wild ones.=)

  6. I really REALLY relate to this as I am on a bit of a hiatus and something like writing a blog post - it's all I can muster to do one occasionally when, in my ideal mind's eye, it would be nice to get a post up every other day. I love your site! And will keep coming back :)

  7. Wow! All the pictures are lovely, but that third one totally captures me. What am I looking at?

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  9. So much beauty here. I love you!


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♥ Julia