We've arrived.
At our new temporary home. Another temporary home. And it's great. I feel it's the best one so far. The one that is closest to what we want our own home to be like. Such a gift.
I'm not fully here yet. Still in the dream. It's only been a few hours.
Maybe I stay in the dream. Maybe it's all a dream anyway. On days like this I can feel it so clearly, the dreamlike fabric of life.
It's been a practice in letting go, today especially, and the whole journey to get here. A practice in going with the flow and not thinking. I can't change the dream anyway, I'm already in it, it's all done. So no point in resisting.
Just show me the path and I will walk it. And enjoy it as best as I can. I do.
There's so much green around here.
I'm looking forward to picking greens for lunch Tomorrow. Also to spending time in my own room. I will have my own room for the first time in five years. When I said I wouldn't do a house-sit without having a room to myself, I meant it. And so it happened. So so grateful. I'll be doing much art there, just by myself. Music and writing and beautiful things. All by myself. Undisturbed.
One step at a time.
It's still not ours, which is bothering me, but we're gonna make this house our own for the next few months. We will be good caretakers, loving guardians.
And the house will keep us safe and warm as best as it can. Obviously It has to play a role in our lives and I'm excited to see what it will be.
all images taken by myself
