I’m packing. Yes, still. I feel that all I do anymore is pack. Well, that and talk about packing. This weekend, I am leaving this place I’ve called home for most of the last twenty-five years and the preparations are working me over in all of the ways that “The Work” does.
I am amazed by how much of my physical environment I had stopped seeing until I shifted into this phase of the moving journey. When my wife moved to Minnesota last summer (to start law school), I started using the desk in our bedroom. I liked it. It felt like hers. It made me feel close to her even though she was so far away.
Meanwhile, back downstairs, my desk slipped into some sort of twilight zone. Today, it’s almost exactly as it was when she left. The same things are in the drawers, mostly untouched. The same things are on top, still lovely and inspiring, but I haven’t been close enough to them to actually be inspired for months.
As I’ve been tending to the rest of the house, one layer after the next, I’ve felt that desk come back to life. I’m aware that there are things in the drawers that need to be released. Also, there are things that need a proper home in our new apartment in Minneapolis. My desk is going to be my daughter’s now and I need to deal with my stuff. It’s calling to me, loudly, but I know I need space–silence and physical space and alone-ness–to face what’s there and to do what needs to be done.
Soon, I’ll be packing up my desk. My Desk. The desk that, for me at least, represents my work here at Seeds and Weeds Coaching. I have no idea what the future holds for me professionally, but this business–at least in this way–will be a thing of the past when I leave Nashville this weekend.
This is huge.
I am beginning a new professional collaboration this weekend, too. (Crazy timing, I know, but this is just how it worked out.) It’s an experiment basically and I hope that the adventure is a wildly successful path to my future, that this is the transition into the fully blossomed life that I’ve been cultivating for the last five years. If it is true for me to continue to do this work–my heart’s work–I trust that the Universe will provide a path for it to be so.
Oh, I can feel the emotions brewing within. It almost takes my breath away. It’s so tempting to flee, to push them away, to numb all that these extraordinary shifts are calling forward to be released. Instead, I will breathe, deeply, and remember that like you… I am a Wildflower and leaning toward the Light is what we do.
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