I knew that my wonderful reprieve from the "real" world was coming to an end, but as I faced the long trip home I also felt a sense that it was time for change.
Just as the seasons are changing from summer to fall, I know that I am ready to make changes, too.
So often there is a sense of nostalgia as we leave something we have known and perhaps loved to forge ahead into unknown territory, but it is just at those times that I send out love for the old and the new and ask for love in return.
And just at that moment, when you are squirting some mousse into your hand, to tame your crazy curly beach hair, you look down and the universe has sent you a little message of love. (Sorry it is so fuzzy, but I was inside a room with no windows.)
Like my trip that day, which was very long, tiring, and full of absolute gully washers in the mountains, I know that my trip ahead will not always be easy. There will be ups and downs, obstacles to overcome, and uncertainties. I also know that there will be love and new things to enjoy and I am looking forward to all of the changes that will come my way.
Yes, I will miss my room with the spectacular view,
just as I will miss all of the things that I know were stolen from me. But even though I can return to that room whenever I want, and I will, I am leaving those other things behind. I have used up enough of my energy on them and they are free to enhance the lives of others.
I am ready for the seasons to change and bring new things.