Places - The Other Side Of The Hill

  The post before last told the story of dissatisfaction and what I now know to be desolation with living in my hometown of Pueblo Colo. I had a sweet little house.  I loved being near my sister and mother and a couple of good friends I knew from high school.  I'd even fallen in love a bit with renewed exploring of Pueblo... but the job consistently disturbed my peace.  Let's face it... work is where we spend the majority of our time.  My beautiful sister took the news of my acceptance of a principalship in Idaho with a mixture of "I'm really sad to hear that you are leaving" and "I pretty much knew you would take the position if they offered it to you".  She was resigned to it and true to her generous and loving spirit, supported my decision.   So many things needed to fall into place quickly. Pay attention here to how doors opened and how the future became undergirded by what some would call... "happenstance".  Many have called me "lucky...

I began blogging again for three specific reasons.  1.  I needed to process some major life decisions and writing is for me... always a good way to clarify and reflect.  2.  Believing I have some talent in the art of letters... I wanted to share in a manner that hopefully is helpful on occasion at least to one other person. 3.  Having retired and done some van travel... the concept of PLACE secured itself securely in my mind and heart, and I desire to explore all aspects of that earthly idea in more detail.   Today I read an excellent devotion from one of the brothers at SSJE (Society of St. John the Evangelist) that spoke to the idea of contentment and roots.  It was a most apropos guide to the thoughts I've had as of late.   https://www.ssje.org/2019/02/17/under-the-weather-of-the-world-br-nicholas-bartoli/?utm_medium=email&_hsmi=58180342&_hsenc=p2ANqtz--nmH-72HBZYadZfcJRY9AHG8fa1U5CUte1WiG7k4dFxkrlJIzMwYqW6vaCK6R2_XyloJYvc4b0...