Friday, May 1, 2015

Gratitude Rose



You guys, I moved! I moved just outside of Taos, to a dear village called Arroyo Seco. I've been wanting to move to Seco, and I was hoping to move into this very house. And here I am.

The past few weeks, as I drove down the street to my old house, increasingly I was excited to switch up my orbit and have a new street and a new house. I spent all day yesterday cleaning my old house with my good friend Sabine, and when we were finished, I was ready to go. As luck would have it, there wasn't enough room in my car for my bicycle. Luckily, my former landlord said it was ok to pick up my bike today. I got to go back into my old house one last time, by myself, and it felt right to go in and say goodbye. It looked so different without any of my stuff in it, much smaller. Gratitude rose in me as I looked around one last time. "Thank you for all the learning," I said. Even though it's time to go, even though that space feels outgrown, I am so grateful for it. Kinda like Dr. Sues said, "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."


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