Ready to Fly

Ready to Fly

After nearly 3 weeks of being grounded, I am once again off into the wild blue yonder. This past week has been spent over-thinking my life...and tides of change are once again lapping and crashing around me...I continue to be amazed that I need to retool and reconsider aspects of my life with this level of intensity...it is an unpleasant day when you need a vacation from your own thoughts...and I am soooo there...

It is comfortable to be sitting as an unseen person in this Terminal while those around me are all managing their lives in this joint space. I had dreamed for a while of creating a commutable space in which to spend my days and nights, and am seeing this vision become blurry and grow distant. Perhaps this work IS what I need to being doing now...

This is a picture I took the first time I visited Santa Fe. I loved how the tree that was dying stood out from the other trees. Today it feels wonderful to just be one of the masses...one of the trees...in a people forest...

Another Sunday

Another Sunday...

That did not go as planned...note to self...purchase a new, more predictable "planner". I have been introduced to, and have learned to enjoy "The Movies". Tonight I understood the hype of the "3 D" Movie, and in my characteristic "Nurse" way, was thrilled to see that the glasses are disinfected and single packaged in between uses. Once you see "3 D", one and two D are not so appealing.

This is a picture I took yesterday at the Glashoff Ranch...more rust and peeling paint...two constants in my current life. It continues to amaze me how much can change in 24 hours...and I am looking forward to the minute, hour and day that these types of changes feel like water off a duck's back to me...and perhaps as lovely as rust and peeling paint.

U Turn

U Turn

Here is a shock...sometimes life does not go as planned...or dreamed...or wished...or hoped for...or imaged...and I have learned that I am okay with that. Hopes and dreams are what my fantasy world was made of...and I do not live there anymore...harsh...but true. Bottom line is that what is given, is only great as when it is given freely...

This is a picture of a "street sign" in Santa Fe...a "stop/go no further" so to speak...it is difficult to listen to the words of those around you when they are speaking in a tone that is harsh to hear...I am proud to say that I am "listening"...and am okay with the words...and I do get it...all is well...no worries....