Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you’ve imagined. As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler.
Henry David Thoreau
I’m reading lots of stories about journeys. nlob on his new farm; victory coffee looking for home, Edger filling a friend’s SUV with his belongings to set out on yet another adventure. buhdy left San Francisco months ago, i’m moving to the Netherlands. RiaD just returned to her beloved farm, and H2D is making Portland home. We’ve all lost loved ones to the great field trip that is death. And, it seems, all of us are on some one or another philosophical/metaphysical/existential Lewis and Clark-like expedition.
Here’s to our journeys then… those inward and those outward. Mostly, to finding home::: how we imagine it, remember it, and dream of it.
Don’t rec the pony. But do chit chat and make nice stories… and remember to be excellent to each other.
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until March 13… then it all changes as I become a guest through third week in April… then move!!! oy vey.
my dutchman, his daughter, and her boyfriend and I will go to my sister’s for dinner and then they leave tomorrow (weather permitting)
lately. But sometimes the only way to grow is to change whether it be life or home.
Can’t say I envy those of you who have or will be making the leap, but sure do wish everyone the best. If buhdy and Ria are any clue… looks like a change of scenery can be a big winner!
And you, my dear pf, how are you doing??
I exist. I spent all day in a business seminar entitled “Leadership Skills for Women”, it was a great excuse to get out of work and disguise it as “professional development.”
a word that brings a different image/feeling/scent/memory to each person that reads my words…
and yet it’s really all the same…
where you are loved…. just for being
where you are safe… and warm
where your heart sings
and your soul is at peace
where you can look fondly upon yesterdays
and dream of tomorrows
How are you feeling?
Third week of April would be 7 weeks or so…and things didn’t really “hit me” before my first major move last July, until about a week before I left…
Although that’s probably because I purposely tried not to think too much about my move (although I couldn’t really help that…), and I mostly managed to stay busy at work.
I loved that fucking job, spent almost my entire “working life” there…and I never really realized how great it was until it was gone. My boss teared up during his speech in the ‘surprise party’ they held for me my last day – he was even scheduled for vacation on that week well in advance of when I gave my three-weeks’ notice, but he came in that day just to say goodbye to me.
I teared up, too…
“Bittersweet” would be the word, I guess…but every day it seems much more bitter than sweet…
🙁
I like my new job, too…but nowhere near as much as that one yet. And they just had a ‘farewell’ thing this week for a guy here at my new company who just retired; and I had those memories of mine all over again…
Of course my new city is Home, and my old one never really was…so things balance out I guess…
……………….
But how are things going for you? Does it seem ‘real’ yet?
As a matter of fact, I wasn’t even sure it was real until I said goodbye to my mother that very Saturday morning that I left for the train station. And it also didn’t help that I was supposed to meet my best friend at the train station that morning I left, as well; but the idiot overslept…heh…probably for the best, though – I didn’t really need anymore awkward goodbyes that week.
I’ve moved 4 times since then, though…and now I’m used to it. Although I must admit to mixed feelings when I left Oakland (which was the only place I ever wanted to live for years; and Oakland and SF and Berkeley definitely lived up to my high expectations…) back in August, and then immediately regretting leaving Portland again in September…
That will be the last time I ever leave Portland, though…
🙂
Oh! And it looks like I’ll be moving yet again before you leave!
Into a new apartment in 6 weeks, and an infinitely cooler neighborhood. As a matter of fact, in my opinion? Coolest neighborhood in the city…
I guess I’m the only one who’s basically inert. Safe journeys…