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  • Writer's pictureCarol Wawrychuk


Sitting in my morning spot.  Enjoying the quiet.  Reveling in the sky.  My usual early encounters.

Turning on my very old laptop.  I mean retirement days  2013.  Old.  It blinks and sputters a bit.  Eventually it says good morning back. 

So I’m reading Richard Rohr’s meditation on “The Hero’s  Journey”.  We must leave home.  Go through changes.  Return home in a new way.

OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .Order – Disorder-Reorder.

Sounds a little like my story.  Actually a lot like my story.

Never been one for change.  Keep life status quo, thank you.  I’m doing just fine.

OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .La Canada to Santa Fe.  After 46 years in the same house.  Maybe a “Hero’s Journey”? 

So my ponderings continue until I see another document on my screen.  Showing up behind my email page.  Click.  A poem I wrote eleven years ago.  Three years before our move.

OMG. . .In So Many Ways.  How did that pop up?  I had forgotten I even wrote it.  

Perhaps this sputtering old laptop knew what I needed to read.

Perhaps God knew.

Gives me chills

OMG. . .In So Many Ways.

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