The last I reported, I was in Colorado training with a new job. I am still at this job and back in my town. There's been a lot of trial and error but I'm figuring out my own style. I get to make up a lot of my own rules since I work solo and run a satellite office.
On the love front, Bubba and I are doing a long distance thing-y. He went away to attend to an urgent family issue across the country. It felt like our love cocoon of the last five years suddenly vanished overnight. The person I was attached to at the hip is now reachable only via an address on a mailing label or via a 10-digit number.
I decided not to follow this time, not with this stable job and income. And really, I wasn't sure how to work with the new puzzle pieces.
So, I've been reexamining my goals during this period of solitude.
Feeling a little defeated one weekend, I spoke to the universe. I toyed around with the idea of escaping to France. I revisited the numbers again and again...cautiously asking myself how feasible such a plan would be with our ailing domestic economy and the impact being felt around the world.
I have a job...and as far as I know...it's a stable one. In fact, my company is bringing me to Colorado for the holidays and cutting me loose for an extra week to go see Bubba.
So, in speaking to the universe, it suddenly came to me - to seek out my light and space for now. And in the period of four days, my path revealed itself. I stumbled across an intensely beautiful apartment on top of a hill with an incredible view of the Pacific ocean. I've always wanted to live in a place with a view.
But, I couldn't afford this place alone. And yet, somehow within four days time, I am standing inside this apartment, as its new tenant.
Luckily, I had learned that my younger cousin was in a similar place in life and humored me on my talk of light and space. She liked my ideas and expressed that she would like to partake in this journey.
So, as a team together, with our credit rating and incomes combined, we got this 1200-square feet apartment--a penthouse situated on cloud 9, I'd say. Every room has a view of the ocean, the crashing surf and shore. The night is illuminated with the lights of a thousand homes beyond us.
The blue expanse of the sea and sky reveals itself to my waking eyes everyday (I have my bed right by the window, blinds drawn all the way up--hey it's my home!). I'm cherishing and reveling in this new found place of therapy, of lightness of being and hopefully of inspiration and clarity to come. "Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen." Ralph Waldo Emerson.
