Remember my great grand mother,  Aunt Josie Sizemore.  I am thinking today and wondering what thoughts went through her mind as she traveled on foot to deliver babies.

She KNEW her mission in life.  What a wonderful calling and how gratifying it must have been to come to the next part of the journey knowing you had fulfilled your mission here.

My heart plays music.  It has since I was a little girl  practicing the piano and hating not playing what was in my heart and head.  The notes all ran together. It still plays and now I just play what I hear in my spirit!

The next stanza is music about home.  I feel the little house, people gathered to sing, laughter, happiness.  Our housing market in the United States is stressed now and I want to guide others to enjoy living large in the little space needed.

Want to join me?