
I have been doing a bit of house sitting, spending a lot of time on the internet and a lot of time trying to decide where I now fit and what feels right. Thing is nothing feels right. I miss my lovely little cottage by the river. I miss it so much, it was my sanctuary, my retreat. I would wander down to the river to contemplate, usually with a glass of wine in hand, now I have nowhere special to do that sort of thing and I miss it. I have no home of my own. House sitting for other people I've decided is not for me, packing and unpacking every two weeks is not fun and then you stress where to go next when you have a gap before the next sit starts.
I was back in Wellington (Hutt Valley) by default. That's where I was last, that's where I knew where things were, where my friends and support people reside. It's familiar. Funny thing is the more time I spent there, the more I felt I didn't want to be there. It didn't fit anymore. I'd changed, I'd moved on emotionally and energetically. So on 24th January I left Wellington. After 15 years there I felt my time had come to move on, to open myself up to the next chapter that is unfolding.

So in the meantime, I'm staying with family in Hawkes Bay and looking for temping work. All going well Brent and I will be off back to Bali to see the children June/July this year. I'm about to start a website design course that I'm VERY excited about and will look at the TESOL course once that's done.
I'm excited and open to what is ahead, wherever that may be. Watch this space...I'll keep you posted...
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