Friday, January 22, 2016

The Journey

I have appreciation. A lot of it. For a lot of things.

Family, friends, and nature would be at the top of the list. Trickling down you will find arts (of various kinds, not just the obvious), the human body and mind, chocolate, coffee, and modern day conveniences (toilets anyone?).

However, it's not just the end product that I want to appreciate, but the entire process it took to end up where it is today.

Because the journey is what makes it so special.

Though a seed holds magic, that magic means little if it is not aloud the right conditions to grow. If the sprout cannot weather storms, we would not know the tree that gives creatures a home and offers us shade on a warm summer day. If the tree had not endured, it wouldn't hold a more powerful magic than the seed it grew from.

There is beauty to be found all around us. A beauty in the journey and evolution to the present, because without the journey, today would mean very little.

We live in a time of convenience. There are not many tangible things we have to work hard for, except money. We want apple juice, we go to the store and buy it--we don't have to grow, press and strain the apples. We can buy a complete dinner, fully cooked and ready to eat, in a matter of minutes--we don't have to forage, hunt, build a fire, and so on. You want a book? Easy, download it--no need to wait for hand written words and hand bound pages (or if you want to get technical, hand bound text blocks).

It is easy to forget the process when it is so readily available.

I have taken little time appreciating the journey, my own and those taken before me, in many areas of my life. I hurry through one thing, only to hurry through the next, giving myself no time to smell the roses and drink the sun. I focus on what I want to be in the end and completely miss the enjoyment in getting there.

Of course this also applies to my relationship with Daddy. How could it not?

In many ways it feels like we began two and a half years ago, and I guess it might have been the start of Daddy and slave, but it was not the start of our journey. The years before made the present possible.

Maybe those were the days of our seed, and these are the days when our sprout endures the storms, so that we may have shade on a warm summer day in the future.

Either way, we hold magic and today is worth appreciating.


  1. Awesome post Misty, and great food for thought. Enjoying the journey and process, you have me pondering, thank you for sharing this :)


    1. Roz, thank you!

      As I sit here drinking my coffee, I think about the journey those coffee beans took to end up in my cup...and I feel fortunate!

      So, yeah, I'm pondering too. Lol.

  2. I love this post...You are so right it is the journey. At times we get so caught up in the moment we forget it is only a moment. Thanks for sharing your journey with us....
    hugs abby

    1. abby, thanks!

      It's hard because sometimes those moments feel like it's the end of the world but, when you think about it, it's those moments that give us greater appreciation for the good times.

      The same to you, thank you for sharing your journey!

  3. Thought provoking post.
    PS I love the picture.

    1. Leigh, thank you! Hope you enjoy thinking. :)

      My girls and I found that spot last summer. I could have sat there for hours, I think they gave me ten minutes. Lol.

  4. You have a beautiful heart my friend. Terrific post.


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