All Is Not Lost
I got off the airplane and at first wondered if I was in the right place. As I walked through Terminal three, I kept looking for the familiar, but nothing remained. It was unrecognizable and it made me uncomfortable.
When I went to the curb all was the same. Yes, I was in Phoenix a place I had called home for twenty years.
I had come back for a funeral service for Russ’s mom. She was fierce in her mother’s love and stand for Russ to never give up. As we gathered, many I had not seen in a long while, boys had now become men. Time had passed, though our connection remained.
I spent the next 48 hours visiting with close friends. Phoenix is not home anymore, and neither is Hawaii. On my return I went into the travel shop for water and a book caught my eye, “Braving the Wilderness” by Brené Brown.
I opened it and was struck by this Maya Angelou quote, “You are only free when you realize you belong no place — you belong every place — no place at all. The price is high. The reward is great.”
Often through moments of change we look for the familiar where we know we belong like our touchstones with family and friends. I was comforted by Maya’s words, as I am in this in between place of new beginnings, closure of the past and desires for my future. “The price may be high. The reward is great”
I stand in the trust of the unknown and the inner guidance that lights my way. Care to join me?
Together we connect,
P.S. Just hit reply to this post. I love to connect.