Back to the well

Today heralds a full lunar eclipse, and the buzz everywhere is that we are in a time of great energetic intensity and transformation. I am using the gift of this cosmic influx to power me back to this page, where I have longed to be. It’s been over three months since I posted last.  Since January tenth I have travelled through a mash-up of major life transitions and events, including selling our old home, packing and moving, unpacking and settling, becoming official residents of a different state, finishing my master’s degree, travelling to New Zealand and back and, along with my husband, laying the groundwork to open a new wellness practice. Phew.

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   Funny, isn’t it, how outside events can mirror inner transformations? This week we had a new well drilled on our property. The process was a huge success: they hit a terrific vein of water, a best possible outcome. It pretty much “ruined” our lawn, but that’s OK. The new well is the first part of a bigger project of major site work we are beginning. Because of necessary shoring up of an eroding embankment behind our house, we have to rework much of the landscape to add stability and make it more usable. I intend to transform all the old neglected lawn and unkempt surroundings into gardens and a woodland path. I am looking forward to sharing some of this transformation as it progresses. Here is the first photo showing the new wellhead, surrounded by the spewed stone dust, and placed pretty much smack in the middle of what was our miserable yard.

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If things go as we hope, soon some heavy equipment will be rolling in and pretty much destroying what is there now in preparation for the new. It opens up such possibilities– new stability, new foundations, and new paths to tread — and for these I am grateful.

Downsizing in paradise

“You must give birth to your images.  They are the future waiting to be born. Fear not the strangeness you feel.  The future must enter you long before it happens.”  Rilke

Welcome, beautiful new year. I waited until today to begin this blog, a day that contains the gift, promise and clarity of a new year and the subtle underlying energy of a new moon.

Here, at this halfway point in our life, my adventurous husband and I decided to relocate to a place that is exquisitely beautiful. We both wanted to expand into new challenges and realized that we needed the charged support we somehow receive from nature to help us do it. So we have put ourselves on an island that is connected to land by two bridges, and we are located between those two connections. From here, we have a view west where we can watch the setting of the sun every evening and track it’s path as it shifts a tiny bit each day. On the clearest mornings I can see the white glinting top of Mount Washington 200 miles away. I have discovered that moving “away” has made me feel infinitely more connected to everything. I know that may sound trite, but every day it astounds me.

How we found this place involved trusting in some synchronicities and gut feelings that really made no logical sense, until we pushed it far enough. At some point it became obvious to us that our desires were leading us to this home, new work, and a new life.

From a conventional standpoint we just “downsized’. How ironic. The house is much smaller, cheaper and nondescript. But instead of dealing with an annoying traffic intersection every time I leave the house, this is what I see:

What interests me now is the challenge of revamping oneself at midlife: to finally figure out why we are here, what we are supposed to be doing, and make it happen. For many of us that is connected to realizing we are no longer young and our bodies are not going to be automatically fit and healthy, and we have to make changes. Sometimes we need to change basic things like what we are ingesting and getting more exercise; and other times it is about changing the way we habitually think, or allowing a new level of trust in our own feelings.

Learning to follow one’s gut is an art and science. It is also a mystery. I am interested in this mystery….  Also, I want to understand what really being healthy means. It has to mean more than just the absence of illness. In the second half of life, in particular, what are we here to create?