On our way back home from Kansas City, we talked. It had only been a week in regular time, but what a week! So much had changed. Decisions had been made, our minds seemingly made up. Now, we only had to change our entire lives. Easy, right?
First off, our loft. We love our loft. We love the lifestyle that our loft affords us. It’s beautiful. But, it’s expensive. We don’t own it, so we don’t have to worry about selling it. But we do have to let it go.
That begs the question: so where do we go? Well, that gets tricky. The honest truth is, we’re not sure. And the rest of the honest truth is, that’s okay. We’re not homeless through poverty and lack of choices. We’re prosperous in options! There are places we’ve been invited to stay, other ideas that we might explore. Come spring, we may go camping for a few months and see parts of the country that we’ve never seen before. The Universe, in typical fashion, has offered us an abundance of ways to live. We feel completely supported and know that we’re not going to fall.
The other component to this is that it’s simply not time for us to know where we’re going to be yet. That’s two and a half months away. Which is an eon for us right now. Things are happening so fast we can barely keep up with whether something happened earlier today, yesterday, or last week. Thinking this far ahead in this time warp that we are living in is just nearly impossible. There’s so much we’re trying to wrap our heads around in the here and now, let alone something this far off.
I know this sounds odd, and perhaps terribly irresponsible. I know this. And if I were you, I’d probably be shaking my head right now and wondering whether Luna is sane. Well, yes and no.
Honestly, you just kind of have to know us to know why this crazy logic works for us. Even my daughter, who did not inherit the crazy-off-the-wall genetic makeup of her parents, agrees. It’s just us, just how we are. So if you do know us, hopefully you get it, and if your first contact with us is through these words, you’ll just have to trust me on this one. We’re not irresponsible, we’re not whacked-out. We may be a little heady with the freedom that we’ve found, but we believe that this all makes total sense.
Like the man in “Shakespeare in Love” keeps saying, “All will be well.”
“How will it?” comes the reply.
He answers, “I don’t know. It’s a mystery.”
It’s a wonderful, wonderful mystery. It will play itself out when the time is right. I have utter, utter faith in this and I don’t worry. I’m not very good at quoting the bible any more, but I know that there’s something in there about not worrying about what you will eat or drink.
So. We’re giving some things away, and for the things we want to keep, we’re renting a storage unit. In there will go most everything except what we’re taking with us to South Africa. Then, after we get back, we’ll see where we are going to live, what we are going to eat, and what we are going to drink. Who knows? Things could be, probably will be, drastically different by then.
All will be well, and all manner of things will be well. I invite you to affirm this with me.
It’s a mystery.