My grand daughter calls me Spider Woman. There are a lot of cob webs around. Perhaps she is right. But as I set here in front of the computer, looking I guess, for answers a little spider has been coming down it's thread right in front of the screen. Some would say "too many spiders". But as I gently move the thread over to safety, I have the feeling it is telling me to "get on with things".

I am coming to the realization that for 68 years I have maybe not been the real me. But, instead a version of me as seen by others. So busy being a daughter, student, grand daughter, wife, mother, employee, so many things to so many people. Not that I would change any of it, expect if I could I would be a more authentic ME. But perhaps that comes with only time and wisdom. Oh Spirit give me wisdom, cause time is ticking away.
(A work in progress in more ways than one)

Being alone does not make you free.

Four walls does not make you safe.

My heart says, we need someone to breath the air with,

To hold hands with, sitting beneath the stars.

My Soul says, we need someone to talk with, if only to whisper secrets in the night.

My mind says, we need someone to explore life with,

If only to learn of an other's dreams.

So don't seek the wrong freedom or the safety of a "box".

Be open to another seeker, be open to what could be.