If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

My Soul, the Kid


After a while the middle-aged person who lives in her head begins to talk to her soul, the kid.
Anne Lamott

This morning came too early. Today’s to do list was on the night stand and all I wanted “to do” was stay in bed.

“The stores are crowded and the streets are full,” grumbles Laura McScrooge.

“I know! Won’t it be fun!” little Laura chirps.

Three hours later and we’ve been to Jazzercise, the post office, two grocery stores, and Petco.

Not bad.  Not bad at all.


Comments on: "My Soul, the Kid" (1)

  1. This post is so beautifully done–the Anne Lamott quotation, the delightful photo, the succinct and evocative writing. I appreciate your talent, sensitivity, humor. Brava!

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