I do not know what I am doing in Ohio. My heart is aching to be with the community of friends/healers in Arizona. My body is aching to be in the weather of the southwest and attend classes at Spirit of Yoga. My mind is aching to be on-campus at SWIHA. And my spirit is reminding me, "Be here now." I must meditate to calm the giant WHY inside my conscious brain, so I sit and repeat, "I am here now. I AM here now. I am HERE now. I am here NOW!"
During the meditation, I knew what I needed to do.
I took a walk, my first walk in this place I've never explored, and it was soothing. Dismiss all of the amazing health benefits of walking, and hone in on the idea that catharsis comes from getting acquainted with something unfamiliar. Exploration. Learning something new, something that feels beautiful. I found a link with this town today. The discovery of my uncanny connection with the town - we share a birthday. I found the bike trail, with a cafe, and a bike rental shop, and a park with a tiny library along the trail. I found an over-priced vintage "thrift" store with a treasure inside from December of 1969. I came upon a secret place by the water, a tucked away hide-away where I can go to think and enjoy a snippet of nature. I realized I can be here through the spring; hibernate in my home while taking a deep rest and looking forward to the good weather in March. I still would rather not be missing out on the amazing things happening in Arizona, but I think I could be falling in love with Loveland, even if it's just an intense fling.
During the meditation, I knew what I needed to do.
I took a walk, my first walk in this place I've never explored, and it was soothing. Dismiss all of the amazing health benefits of walking, and hone in on the idea that catharsis comes from getting acquainted with something unfamiliar. Exploration. Learning something new, something that feels beautiful. I found a link with this town today. The discovery of my uncanny connection with the town - we share a birthday. I found the bike trail, with a cafe, and a bike rental shop, and a park with a tiny library along the trail. I found an over-priced vintage "thrift" store with a treasure inside from December of 1969. I came upon a secret place by the water, a tucked away hide-away where I can go to think and enjoy a snippet of nature. I realized I can be here through the spring; hibernate in my home while taking a deep rest and looking forward to the good weather in March. I still would rather not be missing out on the amazing things happening in Arizona, but I think I could be falling in love with Loveland, even if it's just an intense fling.
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