What Mysteries Await
by Soul Places | Diane Ludeking
I discovered these exquisite gems a few weeks ago at a Women and Girl’s Night Out event. Thirty women and girls gathered on a chilly, windy autumn evening to raise our voices together in song around fire. Six of us stayed overnight, snuggling up in our sleeping bags out of the wind in a cabin with bunks. After our morning closing celebration, three of us went for a walk to the swinging bridge nearby. As we began our walk, I noticed hundreds of horse chestnuts strewn about the trail. I met these nuts for the first time the night before, but to find them myself in the daylight tickled me like a girl in a horse barn. How is it that I’ve never seen these before in my lifetime? What other mysteries are out there awaiting my gaze?

Horse chestnuts
Photo credit Wikipedia



Another thought provoking post. And lovely poem.
Thanks Julie.
I LOVE this, Diane! Sweet and deep and lovely.
Thanks Karen!
Diane, wonderful images in words and photos, mystery and chestnuts,
bridges that connect us.
Mokasiya
Thanks Mokasiya. I like to image myself at one end of that bridge (as I was while I took the photo) and something I want to manifest or someone I want to connect with on the other end. And meeting in the middle while the bridge supports and sways us.