The week before I left was filled with a multitude of signs and omens. My problem was I couldn't decide whether they were telling me to cancel my trip and stay home or leave earlier than I planned in order to escape. The week was filled with emotional drama, financial woes, a trip to the ER for an injured knee, and finally a core-shattering disaster... it was all too much...but plans had been made, people were expecting me..I had to leave. Day one dawned fair and bright and within the first 100 miles I felt such freedom, such release...in fact, I may become a modern-day nomad, living out of my car, traveling for pillar to post seeking my bliss. Yes the problems left behind rose to the surface but I could keep them from drowning me with a myriad of distracting rituals...mantras...music...books on cd...often opening every window and letting the fresh air blow away the cobwebs...
Thought for the day: I must learn to 'sacrifice my attachment to limitations and illusion...'
(John Major Jenkins)
2 comments:
Rhonda, your photos are really good, surely you must DO something about this! An exhibition! Don't be shy now :)
Life is a scary business, but you are right--there is always the road. And the beautiful thing is that it runs two ways!
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