Way up north close to the Canadian border in these little deuce towns I grew up in, the leaves are turning quickly into the warm colors of Autumn. I find myself breathing in deeper than I feel I have in years. Its amazing to me that my memory is pulling up the smells of the woods and earth here in this place. Amazing because I didn’t notice a difference in woods or earth smells until I returned “home”.
I’ve been overseas to several different countries and met a plethora of interesting people. I have enjoyed the changes my life brought to me, or rather, I sought out over the last three decades. As I drive down the streets on these sleepy two towns of my childhood, I see faces and wonder to myself. “do I recognize them” or “do they me?”...... Of all the living I’ve done wherever it may have been, I have not felt as good as I do now with the same zip code from the 1970s and early 80s.
I suppose everyone goes through an epiphany now and then. I have had many since I began my spiritual walk in the late 90s. I would have told you just a year ago, “heck no I’m not going back up there” and look where I am now. The Universe in its infinite wisdom wants something from/of me and it appears that the ME I need to be for this happening is right here where I never thought I'd be again.
There is a beyond wonderful feeling emanating from the area here where all the roads are still familiar and even the trees in many ways look the same. I am happy to have my children here in this place, seeing all the things I saw. They are both doing very well here. I am looking forward to seeing how the energy unfolds for them both in their new schools. Many changes afoot for my little family since we made this, our second move, this year.
I am fully aware of the spirits speaking to me and the memories lighting the way as I wander thru the past making sense of many things I had thought long buried in my soul. None painful either, which does surprise me. I give thanks Iin gratitude and respect to my Angels and Guides for steering me back home.
I owe a debt of gratitude to my sister Katy and my brother Gary for all the help and strength they did and continue to offer the kids and me. It is yet another wonderful surprise I give thanks for.
So as the warm colors of Autumn unfold across the lake country of my childhood, I feel like a child on Christmas morning, anxiously awaiting the next season, the next person I remember and the next amazing expansion of my life.
Love and Blessings from my home to yours~
MsPeg is very direct and honest. Her moto is say what you mean and mean what you say.