Comments on: Balance http://www.sailingtooblivion.com/2010/07/balance/ It is not the destination but the journey Tue, 28 Jun 2011 08:58:03 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Jeff http://www.sailingtooblivion.com/2010/07/balance/comment-page-1/#comment-496 Jeff Fri, 09 Jul 2010 14:51:59 +0000 http://www.sailingtooblivion.com/?p=1025#comment-496 I feel the same way about the clouds here...yesterday we had three kinds simultaneously and they were fantastic. I'm curious to discover if we're changed people or if we're just unaccustomed to our new surroundings. Will we feel strange when we get back aboard Oblivion? Time will tell. I feel the same way about the clouds here…yesterday we had three kinds simultaneously and they were fantastic. I’m curious to discover if we’re changed people or if we’re just unaccustomed to our new surroundings. Will we feel strange when we get back aboard Oblivion? Time will tell.

]]> By: lisa http://www.sailingtooblivion.com/2010/07/balance/comment-page-1/#comment-494 lisa Thu, 08 Jul 2010 23:12:38 +0000 http://www.sailingtooblivion.com/?p=1025#comment-494 While it is probably not much of a comfort to you; we relate, we feel the same way. We just want the barrage to stop. One thing we have that I am able to enjoy is our sky. The clouds are fascinating in their variety and the way they reflect the sun, especially a setting sun. We sit in awe and soak it in. Other than the landscape of our acreage, we too feel at a loss. We are glad to see friends, but I totally get the visit without distraction. My friends (and myself) have kids that interrupt, phones that ring, tvs on in the background, etc, etc. I want to be heard. I want to be understood, and yet, I struggle to understand myself and how I am. Who I am, now. Lost, directionless and musing in Alberta. While it is probably not much of a comfort to you; we relate, we feel the same way. We just want the barrage to stop. One thing we have that I am able to enjoy is our sky. The clouds are fascinating in their variety and the way they reflect the sun, especially a setting sun. We sit in awe and soak it in.

Other than the landscape of our acreage, we too feel at a loss. We are glad to see friends, but I totally get the visit without distraction. My friends (and myself) have kids that interrupt, phones that ring, tvs on in the background, etc, etc. I want to be heard. I want to be understood, and yet, I struggle to understand myself and how I am. Who I am, now. Lost, directionless and musing in Alberta.

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