Part of the process of moving to a completely new place, by yourself, is letting go of the past and of material things - an assortment of nice dishware, expensive organic cotton sheets, men that drive you around in uber fast VW R32s, and a collection of friends all within a 2 hour drive. In its place emerges this glorious sense of complete freedom. Everything I become at this very moment has the potential to be a product of my own experience. I can make choices based entirely off my own interaction with the world - a rare opportunity to fully engage in strengthening the core (also physically - mad crunches, yoga, and pilates). I still have some nice things - my humble collection of shoes and jewelry, my naked madonna, and the art space altar.
Each time gets easier but I can feel it sinking into my cellular memory, adding to the trials life. This year is about strength. Learning to listen. Learning to shed the ego in favor of kindness. And coming to terms with endings. Like Snake skins. My favorite thing to find.
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