~ The Journey ~

The Journey by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice—

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

"Mend my life!"

each voice cried.

But you didn't stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do—

determined to save

the only life you could save.

Learning to go with the flow of our particular life journey appears to be a key.  Learning that everything has its own time helps me move through each moment with less resistance to the way things are.  Resistance wears me out and zaps my energy.

The past few months of uncertain outcome for where I would live, and finding a place I can afford, gave me a perfect opportunity to go with the flow.  Waiting was easier and after few missteps, the perfect apartment is provided.

There are two magnificent windows facing north.  The view is of Lake Hunter, large oak trees, palm trees and a few pine trees.  Willowy grasses line the lake and ducks can be seen bobbing about from time to time.  Sea green water makes me think of jumping in every time I see it.  I am dazzled by a view that feeds my spirit.

My apartment is an alcove, a large efficiency, two large closets of which one has shelves, nice sized bath and small kitchen.  The tiny stove is cute as a button.  There is limited cabinet space and I plan to purchase shelving for the closet across from the kitchen.  The walls are painted a light cream.  It is a perfect home for me and I am so thankful!

Just one block east is the historic downtown district.  Old shoppes, the library, art galleries, cafe's and on the west side is a large island lined with oak trees, a brick pathway, and fountains.  Very old south Florida one that welcomes a visit.

So I am pleased as can be.

Blessings to all!