What if it could be easy

A few months ago I moved back to Portland Oregon, after two years of living in the Southwest.  When I left, I had no idea that I was going to come back.  If someone had told me this, I probably would have laughed. 

Recently, I got lost in the woods.  I was hiking through snow, and found myself at the top of a ridge with the sun going down.

When I moved to Taos New Mexico six months ago I was in the honeymoon phase. I loved the desert, the square adobe houses, the mountains that encircled the city like guardians.  Then the winter came. It snowed and snowed.  My car got crushed in a traffic accident.  I got COVID.  I started eating popcorn for dinner as a regular thing. 

Taking the scenic route is what happens when you surprise yourself.  You start off with a plan of some kind, then you follow your curiosity and take an unexpected turn.

This month is a big transition for me.  I decided to move to a new city, selling my house and getting rid of most of my belongings.

I've been thinking about time.

When gathering items for making an altar, I let my eyes wander.  I become a treasure hunter in a land that is full of surprises.

Relationships are growth periods.  If the growth period is over, we can approach the ending with gratitude and grace.