I have never been one to stay home for very long, so I knew I would be traveling again. My Mom's closest cousin understood this need of mine and even had a name for it: Pata Floja. Which I guess is one way of saying a loose foot or Foot Loose.
My husband and I drove all the way from Central California to Seattle, Washington and found a rental house on Whidbey Island. We crossed from mainland onto the island by ferry. This feels symbolic of where I need to be now: neither here nor there, surrounded by water ... rebirth.
It's absolutely quiet and I spend the day looking out the window at Possession Sound and watching the ferries and birds go by. The walks on the shoreline are meditative and the rains comfort me. This is where I will work out this transition in my life.
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You are always on a journey and that is wonderful..For now I am here in my same season..Plz keep in touch with me..I have not been blogging very much..My thoughts and prayers are with you..Send me and email and let me know how you are doing.
Katelen
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Kristin
Kristin, Thank you for you kind words. Each day in this peaceful place gives me new strength to navigate this transition.
Tracy, I hope to post more pics of this lovely environment. I'm trying to give myself to the just "being" part.