Life is interesting. These past few weeks have been beyond interesting.
In a nutshell, I secretly moved out of the house where I was living with my boss, then resigned from my job with said boss, packed up what little I had left in the house into my car (everything else went into storage), loaded my dog into the backseat I saved for her and drove off knowing that I changed the course of my life forever. I took a stand. I followed my heart. I dove off the deep end into the unknown.
I really didn’t have a plan, all I knew is that I could no longer be in California. I knew that my end destination would be the east coast. The only thing I had planned in the middle was a quick stop in Colorado.
Like I said though, life is interesting and what was supposed to be a few fun days in southwest Colorado, which I called home for almost seven years of my life, has now almost turned into a three week “layover”. I’ve spent time with my youngest sister, reunited with friends, picked up a few random jobs and have been couch surfing like it’s an Olympic sport.
My dog, Ritter, is happier than I’ve seen her in a long time and I’m happier than I’ve felt in a long time. I can’t get over how incredible this feeling I have is. I feel like I’m back in elementary school and it’s summer vacation; pure joy. While I am still working and trying to be a “responsible” adult, there is something very liberating about not knowing exactly what will happen next but having a knowing-ness that IT (AKA Life) will all work out.
Maybe I’ll be here for another week, or a few days, or maybe for a month. I’ve stopped putting a time frame on when I have to be back east. At this point I have no real obligations there and life is about the journey, not the destination. A lesson that I obviously needed a refresher course on.
I’m living in the present moment. Not the past nor the future which I’m very well versed at. I am always dreaming, planning and living for the future. What’s next? Where do I need to be? Who do I need to be with? What do I need to be doing with my life? I’ve got so caught up in that over the past two years that just enjoying where I’m at right now is oddly comforting and worry-free.
When was the last time you really felt you were just living in the moment, really enjoying what life has to offer on a hour to hour, day to day basis?
Not having everything planned out and having only a vision of my end result of being on the east coast has left everything in the middle flow like it was intended to. Nothing has been forced or strenuous or even scary. I’ve felt support and love around all the choices I’ve made these past few weeks and my knowing-ness that everything will work out just keeps growing while being reconfirmed.
Has anyone else ever had an experience like this? Like all you have to do is “let go” and everything flows to you? Would love to hear some of your stories.
As for me, I think it’s the perfect time to walk to the coffee shop and grab myself an iced caramel latte!