We all walk in mysteries. We do not know what is stirring in the atmosphere that surrounds us. ~ Goethe
I am starting to understand this. I am a slow changer.
I packed my bags with a small amount of trepidation and drive from Madison to Tucson last January. I looked forward to the change in weather, to the sunshine and warm days.
I arrived, expecting to slide right in to a new life, and instead struggled for weeks to acclimate to a new place, a new routine, the newness of solitary living.
And, eventually, I slide into the routines of Arizona, and I feel I am where I belong. (Except when I get lonely and long for companionship.)
Three months and a few extra days pass, and I again pack a few bags and with a small amount of trepidation I leave my space in Tucson and drive to Madison. I look forward to again being immersed in the greens of spring and my circle of family.
Again, I arrive. And again I struggle as I adapt to the old familiar place, the old routine with a few new twists, and the change from living a solitary, very quiet life with a lightly filled calendar to days that are not solitary, quiet, nor lightly demanding.
I am giving myself time and space to re-orient myself. And that is good.
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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She is also a slow changer – she requires time to adjust to new places and new routines. And that is an OK thing.
p.s. The sun is shining this morning.