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The Enchanted Forest - that's what I call my new home on Sand Mountain, Alabama. I tagged it with the name as soon as we drove the U-Haul onto the property in late June, partly to trick my psyche into loving this new, very different locale that I wasn't sure I really wanted. I knew if I told myself often enough that this place was a treasure, I would eventually believe it. It worked. I love my small piece of the planet, and have accepted (almost) everything about it. I wish I'd started this journal the day we arrived - it's too labor-intensive to retrace all the steps that have brought me to this point, so I will begin here and let each day decide what is worthy of documenting. It's self-indulgent, and will surely vacsillate between celebratory and borderline-depressing - but that's what life is. And I find comfort in that cycle. So here goes . . .

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Worshipful . . .

There are places . . . special, magical, spiritual, emotional . . . places that speak to your heart. . . places where you are closer to what is real . . . sacred places.  Why I am fortunate enough to experience such a place 'right in my own backyard' is a mystery, but I am incredibly grateful.  Here . . . see if you feel it too . . . it's worshipful.
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