Well, it's been almost 3 weeks since my last post, and this is largely because a lot of transitional stuff is happening in my life. It's hard but it's okay too. One day at a time I am finding my way, remembering who I am, becoming 'care-free.' A friend told me I should view this as an opportunity, and at the time, it made me a bit angry because of course I'm 'feeling' a lot of 'feelings' about the changes in my life. But my friend is right--it IS an opportunity to get in touch with myself again, to do things for ME. But it's also a time to start saying goodbye to things as well. I realized how much of the past I've carried around with me for the past 20 years, and how heavy that burden has become, and perhaps how much it's cost me in the greater scheme of things. So last night, I cleaned out my trunk and burned most of the old cards and letters I've kept there--letters from my ex, cards and letters from Jim, letters from previous loves in my life. It wasn't a rash decision--I've been considering it for some time, but once it's gone, it's gone, and I wanted to be sure. Oh, I kept a very few things, good things, things that reminded me of how I was loved, and of the growth work I'd done and forgotten. But the bulk of it is GONE! The beauty is, I feel free now, free to be open to whatever may come my way in the days, months, and years ahead. Free to be brave, to do things I've always wanted to do, but have been too burdened to try. Now there is a space for something wonderful in my life, and I wait with eagerness to discover what it may be.
In the meantime, I carry on the daily work of the B&B, and I find contentment there. For now it is lonely work, but I have friends nearby and family only an email or phone call away. My mantra is 'I am NOT alone,' and I mean this in a spiritual way, not just physically. I am starting to believe in myself again, to feel I am strong, sexy, and maybe even whole. Life, in the midst of heartache, is good.