five hundred posts
over almost nine years
one hundred and three months of
listening and feeling
naming and holding
what I experience on my pilgrimage of life
weekly episodes of reality TV
honouring what is and what isn’t
sharing our common humanity
and the love mischief of God
five hundred posts and I’m not there yet
five hundred more and I still won’t be
this is not a blog for those who just want to get “there”
it’s a blog for those who want to arrive
here
and be welcomed
home
thanks for journeying with me

Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
whose hearts are set on pilgrimage.
–Psalm 84:5 (NIV)
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Did blogs exist back in 2004 when this picture was taken in Banff National Park? Cirque Peak was quite a hike. Fred was recovering from years of kidney dialysis post-transplant. I was grateful to be able to do the hike even if we did have to stop often and rest. I was grateful for my husband, my companion who would eventually become my weekly proofreader. The first gift he ever gave me was a pack of bubble gum which we couldn’t get in Bella Bella where we met and a copy of The Writer’s Market. Our forty-three years of love mischief with God has included many adventures including this one. I’m not so fond of bubble gum anymore. But I sure am fond of him. Thanks, Fred.
What love mischief are you and God doing for the world?
Let me know and I will include it in an upcoming post.
Congrats Esther, way to to go girl, so rich to pay attention to your journey of being present to what is and to feeling invited to do the same with my life and process. So rich, so good. I raise a toast to you and to the next 500 blog posts.
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Thanks, Bro.
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Congratulations on your many years of sharing truth.
Joy
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Thanks!
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