WELCOME TO JULIET'S MUSINGS

 Hi friends, Juliet here! I've started this blog to share a bit more about my life/inspirations/inner journey etc, as my instagram account is mainly about my artistic and daily life in France (if you're interested see @julietross777).  It just seemed a shame that all my deep thoughts (!), night-time revelations and occasional poetry will probably get lost or sent to a charity shop when I leave this mortal coil.

To introduce myself a bit more - I'm one who feels that she 
has lived several lives already (perhaps many of you feel the same when you reach a certain age...).  Currently on probably life number 5 that started 2 years ago when I moved back to France, which I call the 'Phoenix Rising' phase.  Before now I've lived as a drug taking hippie, a nurse in East London, a member of a christian community (nearly 20 years), a wife (28 years), lived and worked in France (4 years) a mother to two amazing children who are my greatest joy (forever), a divorcee (2 years) and now a woman continuing on a journey of freedom and self-discovery seeking to learn more about the amazing God who found me in the darkness 48 years ago.  By the way, some of those seasons overlap - I'm not that old!



In particular I'm learning to let God/the Source/the Beautiful (a friend's description of him) out of the christian, man-made boxes that I have kept him in for years, let Him speak to me afresh about who He is, but without ever straying from the absolute bedrock of my life, which is Jesus - the Way, the Truth and the Life.  


I hope you'll join me on this journey, learn with me along the way and be blessed by some of my ramblings.

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