Gypsy - hours after landing in her new home |
Yet you allow
yourself a tiny moment to feel the dream of having it – the joy you will feel;
the pride and yes, even the fact that everything in your life will change with
this one fundamental achievement. Your entire body is awash with the warmth of
knowing that this is exactly what you should be doing, and you are close. So
very close. You see yourself dancing around celebrating your good fortune,
enjoying the fruits of your labor. Living the good life.
That’s exactly what I’ve been
going through the past several months. Constantly visioning my life of freedom on
the road – untethered, going where spirit takes me. Constantly planning my ‘perfect’
abode. In the beginning it was a
motorhome, but that just didn’t feel right – so I sat with those feelings. Then
I realized that if I was going to do this – give up possessions and being
grounded – I needed to do whatever it takes to do it right – not settle for almost or close enough, but stand my ground for the
premium dream: An Airstream.
On May 17th, 2012
she was delivered. Today marks the beginning of a whole new life for me.
Yesterday I thought that I would be uncorking the champagne and celebrating
like a PhD who has successfully defended their dissertation. But today, after completing the legal
transfer, before I could celebrate….first I cried. The relief, the joy and the
strain of mentally holding my breath finally flooded over me and the tears fell
like rain. Today I cried because I didn’t know what else to do. Tomorrow I
might know, but today I will simply be grateful for the goodness in my life.
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