Life update
Life update
Life throws us all unanticipated curveballs. Life is like that. Sometimes the Universe sends a gentle compassionate redirect, and sometimes life sends an earthshaking tsunami. This time I got a tsunami. However, I am now safe and sound having washed up on the metaphorical shores of Bozeman, Montana.
A new beginning with magnificent vistas, glorious weather, gorgeous nature to explore, new friends to make, loads more time with my boys, oodles of delightful visitors gracing the guest room of my new home and more to come. There is lots up here to Love, and oh how I Love to experience Love. My brain has been drinking up the novelty.
By the way, novelty is super good for neuroplasticity, and one of the things many of us were lacking during the pandemic and still are. I highly recommend - ten out of ten.
And while this move wasn’t what I had desired or envisioned, I am here…
reemerging ….
remembering who I am.
I am recovering from a lengthy period of loss after loss after loss.
I am taking my time…
time to rest, time to explore, time to discover, time to laugh,
time to nourish and nurture myself….
body, mind and soul.
I am submerging myself in gentleness, while inviting in ease and grace and delight and laughter and touch and Love. Like ingredients in a delicious recipe.
No more getting by….no more just surviving. It is time to thrive.
I won’t bore you by thanking all of those who helped me to get here like I am at a podium accepting some sort of award. I will say that there were, and are, many who have supported and encouraged me, and they know who they are. This was not a journey to make or take alone. I am beyond grateful to know how to ask for and accept help and Love.
There were casualties along the way too. Those who are no longer by my side. The losses stung to be sure.
Grace has taught me that we are not all meant to take each step together.
Part of me hates this Universal Truth.
Part of me bows deeply for the time we were able to journey together.
I Loved our time together. Wisdom teaches me that the space created by loss is an opening for something or someone new. I welcome who and what is to come with open arms and an ever-wide-open heart.
Endings and beginnings, forever hand in hand.
I am grateful to be on the beginning side of things once again. Deeply breathing in the clear cool mountain air with gratitude, delicious anticipation, and an expertly made latte in my hand.
Please let me know should you find yourself wandering up this way. My door and heart are open.
With much Love & gratitude.
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