We could have never known we would end up here...
It's been an interesting and blessed ride, no doubt.
I grew up on 80 acres in Brainerd, Minnesota, and I always dreamed of moving to the city. I did that. Now, more than 25 years since my days on the farm, I pine to be back in the country. And, so, the dream has unfolded and we have built a life in the country, with all of the juicy gifts I have received from so many journeys abroad and within.
My husband, Larry, and I now call Vernonia, Oregon home. And I still get my city fix twice a week when I drive an hour and a half to teach at in Portland. I love the city, and yet, when my practice calls, I long to be quiet, with only the sounds and sensations of nature pulsing thorugh my bones. It soothes me and reminds me that I am home when I am quiet and tapped in. No cell service, no internet connection. Only me and my breath. That is all there is.
Each day you wake up and you either move through life consciously -- paying attention to the details, or unconsciously -- going through the motions. It isn’t what happens in your life that makes the greatest impact -- it’s the perspective through which you see your life and what you do with what you see.