The Tide

I am open. 

I don't think I have ever been this open before in my life.

I mean that.

There have been a lot of conversations around our house of late about the here, the now, the future.  Will we have a baby?  We will not?  I imagine in a few months if we are not blessed with the news of a baby, you will see us change course.  

This other direction centers around two more years in Houston and at the beginning of the third, taking a year (or more) off to travel in and outside the U.S.   We'll have a base camp somewhere besides Houston (possibly the lake house).  The bulk of our belongings will go into storage, excess baggage will be tossed, time will be spent experiencing life in a completely different way.    We will plug back into a new city after traveling (there are a few on the list) but, the idea is to see what bubbles to the surface for each of us and for the separate entity known as "us" and let those current unknowns guide us at the time.   Of course, none of this is set in stone (that's the best part about being open) other then to continue to experience as many new things as possible and live life to its fullest--in whatever shape, size or form it comes in. 

If we are blessed with a baby, we will be thrilled beyond words and the next chapter will read differently.  Greater responsibility, a bigger house, more stuff (can't be helped) and a beautiful, beautiful being that lights up our hearts and who's life and love is the adventure.  

The thing about trying to have a baby is that you have no control over it so you have to turn it over to God, Fate, the Universe.  But, I trust in this and the answer we receive.  

I'm open to the  magic of these two very different extremes and the love, the lessons, the opportunities, the chance to give and grow that each will bring.   

P.S.  This whole being open to life, yourself and others thing is worth trying.  It's very peaceful.

We live on the edge of the miraculous every minute of our lives. The miracle is in us, and it blossoms forth the moment we lay ourselves open to it. The miracle of miracles is the stubbornness with which men refuse to open themselves up. Our whole life seems to be nothing more but a frantic effort to evade that which is constantly in our grasp.

-Henry Miller

Comments

[Alison]

Having just opened up to a change in my own life and embracing the wonderful feeling of accepting the tiny light of a notion into a full-on plan, I'm delighted to read this. The same old road has forked and I'm about to stroll a new path. Happy is the feeling.