ON BEING ME
Sometimes being me is a little overwhelming. There was a time I owned a home with a little quarter acre lot, a garage and full cellar. I had the upstairs of the 1/2 cape home gutted and put in a studio with roof windows. I "puttered" there. I landscaped the property. I nursed my mother for nearly eight years, waited a year, sold everything and moved to New Jersey. In three years time I was stripped of everything, including my ID and I had to begin again.
I let go of all I owned five times in my life. Stuff finds us if we relate rightly to life around us. What I need comes to me. So now here I sit feeling overcrowded and trying to decide whether to give things away or move again. I'm about due for another major change. I feel it coming.
I tend to go from bored to overwhelmed because when I feel bored, I realize it's time to learn something new, and when I am learning something new I walk through a time of not knowing anything, feeling a bit lost and wondering if I will deal well with everything. Then something clicks and I enjoy what I have learned. Then, in time, I get bored again and the cycle repeats itself.
Sometimes being me is overwhelming. Sometimes it's dull. Most of the time it's a great deal of fun!