© 2012 Charlena Miller. All rights reserved.
A recurring conversation pops up around me in diverse and unconnected settings, from family and friends to people I only know in online communities, but connected by a question or a certainty for some who have experienced it: the existence … Continue reading
© 2012 Charlena Miller. All rights reserved.
Fate. The hand one is dealt. The idea of serendipity. One’s path. Destiny. God’s design. Does fate play its lovely hand and our freedom is in taking hold of it and going wherever it goes… or doesn’t go? Is fate … Continue reading
© 2011 Charlena Miller. All rights reserved.
Whether by my own choice or others, I am often the navigator when hiking or cycling. Inevitably I will halt in the middle of a path and say that I’m not sure if we’re going in the right direction and … Continue reading
© 2011 Charlena Miller. All rights reserved.
I lingered longer than I intended at the Dochgarroch canal locks watching the boats come through and listening to the piper on the deck of the boat, Fingal. I was hungry and ready to get home. I had a ways … Continue reading
© 2011 Charlena Miller. All rights reserved.
Asked yesterday if I missed a sense of home, I answered with an emphatic YES. I never had a burning wanderlust. I love experiencing new places but also love to be home. Recently I realized that my home is no … Continue reading
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There seems to be a place calling me that teeters on the edge of my initiative and ‘fate.’ Someone I know talks a lot about the concept of fate… and seems to believe that if something is to be, it … Continue reading
© 2010 Charlena Miller. All rights reserved.
There is more… more than what we’ve created through complacency, more than what we’ve bored our minds into wanting, more than what we’ve seduced our hearts into desiring. Rings through our noses and yet we are proudly certain of our … Continue reading