One day in May, I woke up with a dream image.
Every day I searched Craigslist for listings. On the third morning, a new listing close to my Aunt Martha’s apartment popped up. The owner met me at the condo within 30 minutes of my telephone call. At 9:30 a.m. I walked inside the door and the room was flooded with bright sunlight from the patio doors!
When I opened the Door on my new life, light poured into my authentic Self where the real Martha wanted to make a home.
How do I prepare to live an urban life again after seven years living on land with live-oak tree vistas viewed from the long porch and walking along a rock-terraced creek created by God the Architect?
After I moved, the wise grief counselor who had guided me through my fires of sorrow celebrated my new beginning in a letter ~ You are coming full circle…geographically, spiritually, and emotionally…as you are re-homed in your “growing up” place. You are growing and expanding because your energy forces you to do that…to see meaning and feel each experience.
I once lived as a good girl who felt like
a lost duckling.
I once lived neglecting my own needs
to please others instead.
I once lived unaware that I was enough.
I have moved.
Now I live in the home inside of me
where all the design is mine.