Growth

I haven't written in a really long time.  I find that I want to write but then I discover, nothing monumental has happened, I"m still in the same foul mood I was in the last time I wrote.  An un-holiday lasting a little longer than normal.  Not to say that I haven't had fun or haven't felt joy but I live my life in the state of Lonely Valley.  You may be reading this and think, well sheesh girl, make a choice, get over it.  AND those days where I experience joy and laugh and smile, those are the days I choose to climb up a brown grassy knoll to feel the Son on my face.
Last week I flew to California on a BEAUTIFUL summer day.  As we flew out of Washington I got a view of the lush greenness of our state, Mount Rainier, all the beautiful blue that surrounds us in lakes or other bodies of water.  It was breathtaking.  As we started our decent into California I could see the water but everything else was pretty brown.  Rolling brown hills, yuck.  EXCEPT for the valleys of those rolling brown hills.  In the valleys were lush green.

Why is it so hard for me to remember that if I want it, there is a tremendous amount of growth occurring in this time in the valley.  I could be the most healthy plant around the rolling brown hills...I just so quickly become weary of the loneliness and work that is required for growth.