by Angie Mack Reilly
I’m on the winding journey
“Why in Ding?”
A little left
A little right
Wondering when wandering
Wandering when wondering
The winding journey
belongs to the pioneers.
Photo of our new friend “Dave’s” sailboat who apparently came from the Michigan side and was waiting for the wind to pick up. My son made a new friend and Dave let our family on the boat for some rare photos. Photo by Angie Mack Reilly, Port Washington, WI 2019
Inward and Outward
by Angie Mack Reilly (c) 3.1.19
I’m a treasure hunter.
I’m looking inward and outward.
Inward and outward.
Always inward and outward.
Looking because of discontentment? Restlessness?
Or looking for hope? Looking to fulfill a much longed for dream?
Is the dream pure?
As in, is it just me being greedy or wanting my ego stroked?
Or is it OK to go looking for something such as love? Or talent? Or truth?
I am always digging deeper and reaching higher.
Again, is this me being discontent ? Am I overly ambitious? Do I have faith that I will find something?
That’s why I keep looking. Inward and outward.
“But your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart.
Without, everything seems discordant; only within does it coalesce into unity.
Who looks outside dreams; who looks inside awakes.”
With best regards,
DR. JUNG ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. 1, Page 33