a week filled with both contemplation and reverie.
still not quite able to capture my recent journey’s essence.
the concrete components of the trip.
but, even moreso, its emotionally transformative imprint.
though my musings are not yet fully-formed phrases,
one word does come to mind.
adjustment.
a magical, yet sometimes challenging, 5-1/2 weeks in europe.
back at home base for awhile.
my daily life shifts to accommodate the change.
my priorities alter.
little time to sit and process round one of my new nomadic lifestyle.
the thing is, there really is no “home” for me and my family.
there’s a physical building where we keep our stuff.
but no longer a permanent residence, a community to call our own.
we gave that up when we made the decision to travel.
so i’ll regroup.
get reacquainted with my cats.
spend time with my dad.
attend to my livelihood.
resume home education studies (with less of an experiential focus).
and plan our next adventure.
adjustment.
the only word i envision when i look inside right now.
unity through adaptation.
until i do it all over again.
embark on another journey.
whether it be boarding a jet or simply stretching my mind.
a literal or figurative adjustment.
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what are you adjusting in order to allow flow into your life?
to make your personal journey a true representation of your reality?
enlighten me with your comments, and please meet me back here next week.
maybe together we can untangle any knots in our experiences.
stay tuned . . .
more to come.
April, gone 3 weeks from home. Don’t anticipate it again in my life. I have a sense that my life will never be the same again, I can’t go back to the way things were. Can’t explain it any better than that. But yet have responsibilities here:) your situation is much stronger than mine, can’t imagine. Time to practice living in the moment? Would love some dialogue.
Blessings and hugs,
Elise
yes, elise – we must compare notes. “i have a sense that my life will never be the same again.” i like that. (and i identify with it as well).
Hi, April …
An interesting read … your style is very prose-like. I’m sure I could not make the adjustments you’ve chosen to make, as I am very much a home-body and I enjoy my creature comforts. Never really had the urge to travel very much, and on those rare occasions where I do hit the road, my maximum tolerance for being away is about a month – and only then if I’m staying with friends who have a similar ifestyle.
I guess some are born with the travel bug, and some are not. But I do love to read about other people’s travels, so I guess there’s room for both sides of the fence, yes?
Safe journey …
cheers,
Lily-Ann
i was a home-body at one time as well, lily-ann. in fact, there was hardly a trace of “adventurer” to be found! but my life has changed and i have changed with it. as we both know though, taking a journey does not always consist of a literal trip. i am certain you could enlighten me with your own travels through life. 🙂
April, welcome to my world! I’m thrilled that you had the chance to travel so extensively and have allowed that experience to infiltrate mind, body, and soul. Very few people open themselves up to that potential. I’m excited to hear your thoughts as you continue to process all of it. Be sure to let me know if I can help in any way.
hey, dr. j! 🙂 thank you so much. it was indeed a fulfilling experience.
I have loved following your adventures April – and this space of transition is simply one more part of this big adventure that is your life!
In answer to your question, I am adjusting my expectations around TIME to allow more of a flow in both my business and my beautiful relationship!
It feels good to remember that I am writing my own story, and it breaks all the rules of what has been written before :).
thank you for following along, sabrina. i always appreciate your insightful input. yes, TIME is a big one, isn’t it? “i am writing my own story.” such a powerful statement that gives us the strength we sometimes need.
I am adjusting by being present. By accepting where things are. That life is now. And now is precious.
Love to you!
yes, marie. so very important to remember that life is now. not in the future, not in the past. life is what we make of it in the present. (and love back to you! :))