Reflections of days past
There comes a time, I believe, that everyone must take a step back and take stock of their life and what is going on around them. I do this pretty much every winter. I look at where I am, where I have come from, what I have learned and where I want to go.
It comes with only marginal surprise that I began 2012 with a purging of my household “stuff”. The last year was actually trying in every way one could think and I think I am emerging from this dark night with a new direction for my life and one that I am excited to be undertaking.
I have long dreamed of moving to the west coast (ever since my first visit in 2000 when work took me to Napa, Concord and Bodega Bay). There is no denying the lure that California placed on me in my subsequent visits. Lake Tahoe for vacation with a good friend, San Diego and Oceanside with some of my Coven-mates and finally back to Napa in 2010 for the opening of the physical location of the Sacred Mists Shoppe. I’ve been in Napa several times since then and at no time have I ever thought that I would not live there one day. In the depths of my soul I felt it and yearned for it.
Life is lining up to my dreams and this year we will finally make the trek West. As life lines up, I begin to purge my home of things I do not any longer need. In doing this I am given the opportunity for reminiscing and for realizing my journey. Over the years decisions have been made, lessons have been taught, fought and ultimately learned. Each of these reflect not only in the memories but in the “things” that I have gathered, stored, collected and kept.
A mug from a sales conference, memory of my former boss, paintings that enriched my days as I worked on them. The memories flood back to happier times, times of deep sorrow and times that simply cannot exist anywhere outside my memory. It’s nice to visit them and then send them along so that they remain a memory but not something I need to see often.
I’ve moved on in many ways from the person I was a dozen years ago. I no longer hold so much anger, peace fills my spirit more often than not and I find joy in the company of friends not in the company of things. Throughout this cleaning and purging process the glimpses of my former self shine as the lessons that each holds within it. It’s enjoyable to visit those lessons again and see how far I’ve come and how far I still have to go. This is a monumental move that is frightening and exhilarating at the same time. Excitement fills me as the days pass and I step closer to my goal of moving. I expect I will be blogging throughout the process and the lessons that I revisit each week. Yes this sounds good.
