Saying Goodbyes

Tonight I had my work going away party.  It felt so amazing to feel the love and presence of so many dear people coming to wish me well.  It was fun to talk about leaving and exciting to think of where I’ll be in a month.  Or even, where I’ll be next week.  I feared…

End Scene

The wind gently blows through the surrounding trees and I can hear the rustle in the sumac that make up the vast majority of my backyard.  The clouds start to turn cotton candy pink and the neighborhood begins to quiet.  It’s that time during dusk that feels so calm, but causes so much internal vigor…

The Grasshopper

I have to be out of my house in 10 days and there is still so much to be done. Last week, I pushed.  I pushed every aspect that I could.  I pushed it hard.  I pushed past the urge to sleep.  I pushed past the urge to cry.  To sit down.  To settle into…

Pending Departure

During the last two weeks, I have slowly gotten rid of more and more stuff each day.  As of today, my couch is gone, the living room rug left, the piano is at its new home and I took 9 bags of items to Goodwill. My house is starting to echo and with each item…

The Nomad Coming Home

Sometimes home isn’t where you think it is.  Home is a feeling, not a structure or object.  Home is something that is only deeply understood and felt by the individual. Home can be a default, but home is a deeply personal thing. I thought I was home.  I thought I was at my place.  But…