The Journey

by Debra Mae White on August 9, 2012

Eternity is in the understanding that little is more than enough – R. S. Thomas

There were times in my life when I felt pushed to my limits, exhausted by the mental demands of working while managing motherhood. On some such occasions, brief wisps of a future life would arrive in my minds eye unbidden from the ethers.  You could call such messages a comfort or a curse. While pursuing success and prosperity in my outer life, a silent form of my innermost being became known.

If sorely in need of rest, a mental picture would appear of when life would be lighter, more connected to nature and replete with time for solitude. In one such instance the front of a pleasant one story brick house surfaced and I knew I lived there. Another time, a scene of me in a sheltered garden, lovingly tending to plants took form.

Inevitably I would wonder where in the world this place existed. There was a symbolic longing to be that person who inhabited a space of serenity – to be the woman whose parched and wounded soul was given a safe place to embrace her.

Today with the warm summer sun on my back, I lingered in my rose garden just long enough for the vision to return. A gleam of sunlight ignited a visceral memory and the elusive image of long ago flashed before me. In a moment of clarity, the woman within was dwelling here and now in wordless plentitude.

One wonders, does this fleeting dash of peace fortell the goal of the journey?

Savor the moment…

Debra Mae

{ 11 comments… read them below or add one }

Susan August 10, 2012 at 10:03 am

Beautiful, Debra.


Debra Mae August 10, 2012 at 10:42 pm

Thankyou Susan. That means alot coming from a talented writer like you!


Amy Isaman August 10, 2012 at 12:27 pm

Thank you Debra! As someone who is in the throes of juggling full-time work, two busy teens, and writing its good to hear from those who’ve successfully navigated these years and still nurtured your spirit.


Debra Mae August 10, 2012 at 10:46 pm

Hang in there Amy! Every cycle of life holds its own special blessings.


Devoni August 12, 2012 at 9:27 pm

I love journeys and am anxious to see where yours ends up. Beautiful writing as always, and this should be inserted into your book somewhere. I believe many people can relate to your thoughts, we just can’t put them into words as masterfully as you can.



Debra Mae White August 12, 2012 at 10:03 pm

Your kind words are very much appreciated Devoni.


Shanee August 14, 2012 at 2:45 am

I am taking solace in reading and re-reading your words Debra Mae. Both for their beauty and for the offer of hope I hear in them…like Amy, and like you before, I am in the thick of the juggle, wondering what it is all for and if surely there must be another way? I hope your book isn’t too far away?! Thanks for sharing your beautiful words.


Debra Mae White August 14, 2012 at 8:49 am

So good to hear from you Shanee. Your inspirational poetry is your lifeline to spirit amidst the chaos.

Thanks for asking about the book – I am pleased to tell you that Janet Conner’s editor has agreed to do the professional edit and that process has started. With a little luck, my words will be out in the world next year. In the meantime, I am grateful for the encouragement I receive from friends like you.


Margaret Duarte August 17, 2012 at 8:03 am

I love the line – and the question, “…does this fleeting dash of peace fortell the goal of the journey?” That’s our hope, and I believe it to be true. Lovely post, Debra Mae.


Debra Mae August 20, 2012 at 8:47 am

Your comment means more than you know Margaret. We are kindred spirits on the same path. Thanks for sharing.


Margaret Duarte August 20, 2012 at 12:26 pm

Indeed we are.


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