Wow, it's been 4 months and I'm just now writing again.  To tell the truth, I had been in a funk for several months and then our lives moved in the past 2 months with fervor. We sold Healing Within Holistic Retreat after 9 months and 2 contracts.  The first contract was very promising, and I had the house all packed up.  One week before closing and purchasing a home we had a contract on, the contract on our farm fell through. It was a little daunting to say the least, and knocked me off my feet, but after a while, I was putting boxes in closets, and rebounded.  I was coming home, and kept looking forward to that thought.  The prayer I  keep in my heart, that God would send the angels forward and prepare a place for Tim and I, was always on my mind.  I was not disappointed at the outcome.

This experience has been very enlightening for me, and I wouldn't change a thing about it, even though it seemed like it took forever, and was painful at times. I kept reminding myself that something better was coming, and I was amazed at how well it has turned out.

We even found a better home in a better neighborhood, for better money.  I'm always looking at resale value, and we came out ahead in that aspect also.

Our home has a neat aspect to it with courtyard in the middle. We are very excited about making that courtyard our little sanctuary.  We've put up shade sails and I'm working on making this spot my piece of heaven.

That's what living at the farm taught me.  I can make heaven anywhere I am.  It's up to me.  I have taken the peace and beauty of nature I found out in East Texas, and can replant it wherever I go.  I sit out in the courtyard and play my Native American Flute just as I did as I sat on the front porch at the farm.  The feelings are the same.

We came back to Dallas different than the people who left 11 years ago.  We were escaping from stress and the rush of city life to the calming, slow pace of the country.  Tim said it is the American dream to own land and we lived that dream.  We experienced something most people only dream about.  Now we are dreaming another dream.  It doesn't make the last dream worse or better, it's a different dream.

Yesterday the new owner of the farm called about an issue with the tractor.  Tim answered his questions and he spoke of how happy they were to be there.  He reported his wife woke up that morning with the sun shining in the window, as she lay in bed, and said, "it doesn't get much better than this."   I have said that very phase a zillion times on the farm.  It doesn't take away from my life here in Plano, Texas.  I thought the same thought yesterday as we spent time with 3 of our 5 children and their families.  One after the other came to visit and we laughed, ate, and played together and I thought ...."it doesn't get much better than this."  Life is good.

Tim and I are constantly reminded about our thoughts and how they precede reality.  We are so grateful for the experiences, people, and events of our lives in East Texas.  What a grand journey it has been!  Many lessons learned, many doors opened, and our hearts are changed forever.

Be Well My Friend,
Char