"Unfold your own myth,
without complicated explanation,
so everyone will understand the passage.
Your legs will get heavy and tired.
Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown
lifting."
-Rumi
What can I say except that my life has changed a lot in the last year. For the better. For a girl who doesn't really enjoy "change," I have filled the last twelve months with it. I called off my engagement, sold the house I so dearly loved (oh picked fences, who knew you weren't the key to happiness), left my job, and moved to San Francisco. I read an article about the most stressful things that can happen to a person. I think I covered the top four out of five in the last year.
To say that the past year was rough would be an understatement. It was the hardest journey a person could walk, I still marvel at the sadness and hopelessness of it all.
But that was then.
My new life is all about me simply being me.
Tarot card reading, cat loving, champagne drinking, laugh til you cry, San Franciscan.
I marvel at everything around me these days - the architecture, the people, the food, the experiences. I am in love with it all.
The simple joy of discovery.
Who knew life could be this good?
