Ruin
I’m curious what we choose to cling to, to restore and keep. Not all old structures and civilizations were coddled and protected through the tests of time. Some simply went to ruin, returned to the wild, or built over by modern structures.
I’m curious what we choose to cling to, to restore and keep. Not all old structures and civilizations were coddled and protected through the tests of time. Some simply went to ruin, returned to the wild, or built over by modern structures.
What happens when we resist? What happens when we surrender? What is our experience of transformation—of body, of mind, of spirit.
And there will be more mornings when I’ll want to slam my body to the floor and throw a tantrum.
I’ll channel—and maybe sometimes call—my children instead.
And I remain comfortable in the discomfort of uncertainty. Sometimes it feels like a superpower because chaos doesn’t daunt me. But mostly, it’s a good life practice.
After all, life is uncertain.
I’m not minimizing the emotions I have around this transition. I still want to kick a hole in the damned door, kick it down then open all the windows anyway.
But the obstacle did force me to look beyond my original vision, to create new paths through a different wood
As much as I love the belly laughs and deepening connections with friends, one of the greatest gifts of a getaway is the solitude I set aside for myself.
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