Find Your Bliss

Everyone should find his or her bliss.  Recently, my bliss was driving through the desert at dawn (a time of day I rarely observe).  My bliss is definitely not searching for housing and dealing with Bay Area traffic.  Ick!  Take me back to the desert and open road!

Well, it’s official, I love solo road trips.  Bad news, that means I’m going to be putting a lot more miles on my car in the coming years.

My bliss right now, reliving my trip by editing my last set of images.  Go here to view – www.flickr.com/photos/alhimages

I’ll leave you with the lyrics of one of my favorite sing-at-the-top-of-your-lungs songs from this summer’s trip.  I hope you all find a little bliss in your lives this week.

Wailin’ Jennys
Heaven When We’re Home

Don’t know what time it is, I’ve been up for way too long and I’m too tired to sleep
I call my mother on the phone, she wasn’t home, and now I’m wondering the street
I’ve been a fool; I’ve been cruel to myself
I’ve been hanging onto nothing, when nothing could be worse than hanging on
And something tells me there must be something better than all this

I’ve fallen many times in love and every time it’s been with the wrong man
Still I’m out there living one day at a time and doing the best I can
Cause we’ve all made mistakes that seem to lead us astray
But every time they helped to get us where we are today
And that’s a good a place as any and it’s probably where we’re best off anyway

It’s a long and rugged road and we don’t now where it’s headed
But we know it’s going to get us where we’re going
And when we find what we’re looking for, we’ll drop these bags and search no more
Cause it’s going to feel like heaven when we’re home
It’s going to feel like heaven when we’re home

There’s no such thing as perfect, and if there is we’ll find it when we’re good and dead
Trust me I’ve been looking, but tonight I think I’ll go and take a bath instead
And then maybe I’ll walk a while and feel the earth beneath me
They say if you stop looking it doesn’t matter if you find it
And whose to say that even if I did it’s what I’m really looking for

It’s a long and rugged road and we don’t now where it’s headed
But we know it’s going to get us where we’re going
And when we find what we’re looking for, we’ll drop these bags and search no more
Cause it’s going to feel like heaven when we’re home
It’s going to feel like heaven when we’re home