Freedom

I'm moving out on my own for the first time ever and I feel so free, so excited. I've waited so long, there's only a little fear. Mostly excitement. I used to get upset chastising myself for waiting so long.

But we make those moves when we are ready. And that is the wisest choice.

It's so empowering to be in my own place. I can hardly believe it. I feel so grown up. I've left just a couple things in my room I've rented for teh last six months - the things I brought with me on my first few days here in October. I wanted to wake up and remember the simplicity of that first brave move and empower myself for the next one. It's a complete circle.

I've smudged the place twice. Of course, the herb I'm working with this week is sage. I love how that herb can calm me when I'm feeling sad or out of body, unprotected, ungrounded, out of sorts and just brings me to a place of centered calm and strength. It helped me today when I tried so hard to force a friendship relationship on my wuz-ben.

I suffer sometimes from a savior's complex. I always blame it on being first born, first grandchild and being born near Jesus' said bday. As if I picked up the "passion" out of osomosis. It's really not my job to enlighten anyone. We all have our own path and as we are one, no path is above another.

I am just so thrilled the pain is over. I'm so ecstatic to have my own place. It feels like I'm dreaming....