Sometimes I look around and really ask myself with great sincerity, is this life real? I sit in a lounge chair in the living room of the cozy coastal cabin where our family lives, the ocean 100 yards below the cabin, window views expansive of water, contrasting mountains, and sky. Green grass, wild flowers and berries, endless tall, weathered spruce trees surround. The beach is made of billions of small pieces of rock, smoothed and shaped by the powers of the ocean.
My partner, Scott, sits in the chair near me reading the Heart of Awareness. He would say if I asked aloud, is this real life? – It’s all an illusion -. And in the scheme of things, it really is.
How did I get here? It’s been over a year since my life began the quick process of transplanting into a completely different dream. I had been preparing for it for years, knowing it was brewing but not knowing what “it” was. In just over a year I’ve gone from working 60+ hours a week, in complete burnout mode, a barely see your kids single mom, strangled by the crowds of people in the city I lived in. My “escapes” had even become burdensome with endless traffic and crowded trails, and even more overflowing trailheads. Pounding the matrix monster harder and harder with aching heartbeat, I was at the end of my rope and ready to receive all of the blessings.
Now, just over a year later, I’ve moved to Homer, we currently reside in a coastal cabin across the bay from Homer. I have the joy of sharing a partnership with my soulmate.
I’ve gained 3 new kiddos to love. My main form of transportation is boat. I get to spend my time momming, creating, homesteading, foraging, harvesting, playing and exploring in nature. The season is shifting, it’s been a warm August. Anytime in the next month or so the weather will take a turn and we’ll begin to race to the finish line before the snow flies. The winter out here will be quiet, and beautiful.
I’m grateful for this life. It’s amazing to me how so quickly, if we are open and ready for it, our lives can profoundly change.