My Sourdough Journey: Epilogue

Some people say there is no God but I believe that there is.

I didn’t get the full-time role that I’d applied for at Ascension Trust. Instead, I got a better paid, part-time role as the coordinator for one of their affiliate charities: Word For Weapons. Not only was the role more suitable in terms of my career level but it would afford me the privilege of having time each week to work on my personal business and other goals-sourdough included.-while still having a decent salary.

I saw it as a God-given blessing that I had done nothing to deserve, and so I prepared myself to embark on another step of my journey-my sourdough journey-determined to make the best use of this time.

Gone were the sunny scenes of Hay-on-Wye. In place of the wonderful scenes through different bedroom windows where I’d stayed,

Scene through one of my windows in Hay-on-Wye - at the start of the day, all creatures looked to the horizon in anticipation of a blissful summer's day. . .

Scene through one of my windows in Hay-on-Wye – at the start of the day, all creatures looked to the horizon in anticipation of a blissful summer’s day. . .

Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you just know it's gonna be a lovely day!

Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you just know it’s gonna be a lovely day!

Scene through one of my windows in Hay-on-Wye - as the morning wore on, it was certainly turning out to be a wonderful day!

Scene through one of my windows in Hay-on-Wye – as the morning wore on, it was certainly turning out to be a wonderful day!

A slight turn and this was another view through that same window in Hay-on-Wye

A slight turn and this was another view through that same window in Hay-on-Wye

Panning out to see some womderful clouds

Panning out to see some wonderful clouds

A local cafe for lazy summer days in Hay-on-Wye

A local cafe for lazy summer days in Hay-on-Wye

A wild garden from the bathroom window. . .

A wild garden from the bathroom window. . .

Sunshine and shadows on slate rooves in the countryside - gave me a marvellous sense of peace and warmth

Sunshine and shadows on slate rooves in the countryside – gave me a marvellous sense of peace and warmth

And at the close of the day, all creatures began to retire, thankful that it had indeed been a wonderfully, glorious day!

And at the close of the day, all creatures began to retire, thankful that it had indeed been a wonderfully, glorious day!

I now looked through my window in London to behold a scene more sombre:

Rows and rows of concrete replaced the undulating hills of Wales.

Rows and rows of concrete replaced the undulating hills of Wales.

but my heart was glad, my expectations were high, and behind the cloud I knew there was a silver lining. . .

The view from the front of the London flat where I'm staying for a while. In every situation, look for the bright spots around you; for bright spots are always there and they're often just one step away from where you already are.

The view from the front of the London flat where I was staying for a while. In every situation, look for the bright spots around you; for bright spots are always there and they’re often just one step away from where you already are.

 THE END

I will now begin my blog in real time and I hope you will continue on the journey with me! Happy New Year Everybody. Here’s wishing you all the very, very best for 2015 and beyond!

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