A Time For Thriving

Letter to September 5, 2016, Labor Day, written on on February 16, 2016 shortly after buying my condo in Sacramento:

I write this in the rush of transition and in the moments between unboxing and arranging things in my new life. Moving, work, and other duties, jam my schedule giving rise to anxieties about all that needs doing. While another part of me laughs at my foolishness and tells me this: Time does not care about the speed at which you live. It offers itself in its entirety no matter how quickly you might try to escape what was, how firmly you might try to clamp down what is, or how vigorously you might try to capture what will be. Let your antsy mind run on its own track while your spirit follows the true rhythm of your life, which always supports your thriving.

Slowing to catch my breath,
I compose this letter to you:

A layer of mist blankets the ground on these cool February mornings here in Natomas sparking my curiosity about the uncertain path ahead in this new phase of my life. I moved into the condo on El Camino, which is Spanish for 'the way," intending it to be a home for my restless spirit, an anchor point where I can truly find my way through this strange and mysterious life. My forward gaze reveals the way to you, even through the mist of time, while I make this new home a place for presence gathering the moments of my life into a work of art that outgrows all names. What I hold up before you now is a dot on the matrix, but it is also a hologram (a "holo-dot”) knowing you will see this composite with fresh eyes.

I send my heart to you on labor day. Take time today to honor the work of our shared life, so that you may look back over the months since the move and honor the work we have put into our homecoming. I wonder how you will celebrate this place in the world? Perhaps with a pause to give thanks to all the blessings that go unnoticed and to take nourishment from life. I say,

"Branch wide and root deep.
Bridge earth and sky.
Open your arms to heaven
."

And I hear you reply:


"Disregard all the tricks of your restless mind.
Yours is a life worth living and this is your time for thriving.
"


This is one of many "Letters To My Future Self." I "post" 1-3 of these letters per month to be read on a specified date by setting a reminder to appear as scheduled. To read more, click the Letters To Future Self tag below.

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 Peering into the future is a lot like walking in fog. You can imagine what lies ahead, and may even know the lay of the land, but you can't quite see the detail and have to be prepared for what appears as you make your way.

Peering into the future is a lot like walking in fog. You can imagine what lies ahead, and may even know the lay of the land, but you can't quite see the detail and have to be prepared for what appears as you make your way.


  Stretch your limits  is One of my own original, hand-made collages. Ifound this photo of it today collating old data from several disks as part of my ongoing effort to go through the collectibles of my life. I am clearing out the clutter and putting things in order iand to fully settle intomy little condo.

Stretch your limits is One of my own original, hand-made collages. Ifound this photo of it today collating old data from several disks as part of my ongoing effort to go through the collectibles of my life. I am clearing out the clutter and putting things in order iand to fully settle intomy little condo.