Jul 09, 2011 06:43
So, here is the plan.
I had an impromptu emergency clearness committee meeting with two wise yesterday afternoon. It didn't look like any clearness committee you've ever seen. Really, it looked a lot more like: we played a game of Settles of Catan, then I bawled my eyes out, then I received hugs and reality checks, then we played another round of Settlers. After that, all the pain that had built up in the passages in my face had gone away, and I felt clear about what was going to happen next.
My dad and I are going to get an apartment together. This was his idea. He currently lives in a 1 bedroom apartment in West Norriton, PA about 30 minutes west of Philly and 30 minutes north of Pendle Hill. We will move into a 2 bedroom apartment in the same development. He spends half the week in the apartment and half the week back with my mom in NY, so basically half the week he'll be at work and I'll see him in the evenings, and half the week I'll have the place to myself. We will go out and get furniture this week. He's on a special diet - don't ask, it's complicated, but he basically only eats really specific prepared foods and virtually none of them are vegan, but basically what that means for ME is that he never cooks and so I get the kitchen all to myself. He uses very few fragranced products and has agreed to switch all of them to fragrance-free products.
We are of a mutual understanding that this is not a permanent arrangement, and that eventually I will find a job to support myself and move out. But for now, it gives me some time and space to focus on the things I feel most called to do right now, without being in a constant state of panic about where I'm going to live.
For the sake of my own clarity and accountability, these are what those things are.
-writing
-getting my massage certification valid in PA
-joining an actual Quaker meeting
-staying involved at Pendle Hill
-developing my performance art projects
-actively building my relationship with my dad
-traveling to visit friends
-rehabilitating my ankle, so that I can use it properly again
-actively maintaining/improving good mental health
So, that's the plan.