I have decided to give up any thoughts of buying the Trek. Before I went to sleep last night I asked for a sign to let me know which direction I should take regarding purchasing the Trek. In Dreamtime I am shown that there is a problem with the windshield on the driver's side of the Trek and woke up this morning knowing that is not the direction I should be taking. I still have a bit of a desire left, but the energy has become less and less.
And it also feels like very old energy. I have undertaken a journey to free myself of possessions, that feeling that possessions own me. If I commit to purchasing the Trek, this possession will own me, and all the stress that comes with it. It feels that Minnie and I are in partnership, neither of us owning the other. I create the sacred space which has become our home, and she keeps me dry, warm and protected. I am not ready to part with this bond we have created. Maybe some day, but not now.
The Aspect Of My Life
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Trek
Oh, boy, I have found a new home. And so the dilemma begins...
Neighbor Maria is looking for a motorhome to replace her 5th wheel, something along the lines of Minnie, so we went RV browsing. I found a really nice Class C Tioga which would be great for "some day" and she found a beautiful 21' Tioga that would be perfect for her needs. I am happy with my "some day" and am encouraging her to buy the 21' Tioga since it is in immaculate condition and 21' motorhomes are extremely rare. Should have stopped looking at that point.
But, nooooo, we have to go to one more place and there it is, a 24' Safari Trek. I am in love with the Trek. The bed is recessed into the ceiling and by the push of a button lowers when it is needed. This means you have a huge amount of living space when the bed is not lowered down. And, the interior has lots of storage space and all these beautiful upgrades that have always made me drool when visiting Mary Ann's 29' Trek. I was even considering the possibility of buying Mary Ann's Trek in the Fall if she decides to go off-road. Twenty-nine feet is a lot of room for me, but I do so love these Treks that I am considering it. Then, there it is, the rarest of beasts, a 2002 24' Trek, 67,000 miles, brand new tires, all the bells and whistles and just had a thorough maintenance. The asking price is the same as my Tioga "some day", but I know Tiogas will be plentiful, but when will I ever find such a perfect Trek. And, Maria says she will buy Minnie.
The problems begin when I think about financing. I paid cash for Minnie and do I really want to take on monthly payments? More money for insurance, a Class A versus a Class C, etc. etc. But that Trek is so sweet and so mine.
Tomorrow, I am gonna go for a test drive.
Neighbor Maria is looking for a motorhome to replace her 5th wheel, something along the lines of Minnie, so we went RV browsing. I found a really nice Class C Tioga which would be great for "some day" and she found a beautiful 21' Tioga that would be perfect for her needs. I am happy with my "some day" and am encouraging her to buy the 21' Tioga since it is in immaculate condition and 21' motorhomes are extremely rare. Should have stopped looking at that point.
The problems begin when I think about financing. I paid cash for Minnie and do I really want to take on monthly payments? More money for insurance, a Class A versus a Class C, etc. etc. But that Trek is so sweet and so mine.
Tomorrow, I am gonna go for a test drive.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
D-Day
Today my divorce became final. I did not know this would be the day, but I also did know. It rained and rained and rained this morning and so I knew this would be the day. For me, rain and death always come at the same time, the skies open with tears and allow my tears to flow. And then the sunshine comes.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Sunday in Eugene
I am up early again to meet dear friend Jan for breakfast. Jan was my teacher for akashic clearings http://www.janharris.net/index.html and we have been enjoying one another's company since our first meeting. I ordered my favorite pacific coast breakfast of eggs benedict with salmon and we spent two hours catching up with one other. She has recently returned from Buenos Aires and we compare and relate our travel experiences. It feels so good to be with a kindred spirit and to speak the language we both understand.
Grandmother Agnes Baker is blessing the Willamette River so I show up for this ceremony later in the afternoon. Grandmother Baker is one of the 13 Indigenous Grandmothers so even though I have heard it all before, it feels important that I show up in respect and support. It is wonderful to see her again and I also reunite with 5 other women I know. Good to see these women I feel I may never see again. It also feels like we are being chastised for not "doing" enough and I am glad to release this energy, knowing I Am that I Am, and that is enough.
Grandmother Agnes Baker is blessing the Willamette River so I show up for this ceremony later in the afternoon. Grandmother Baker is one of the 13 Indigenous Grandmothers so even though I have heard it all before, it feels important that I show up in respect and support. It is wonderful to see her again and I also reunite with 5 other women I know. Good to see these women I feel I may never see again. It also feels like we are being chastised for not "doing" enough and I am glad to release this energy, knowing I Am that I Am, and that is enough.
Saturday in Eugene
There are no pictures or videos that can capture the Eugene Saturday Market, probably no words that can capture it either, but I am going to give it a try.
The Eugene Saturday Market is a cornucopia of farmers selling organic produce, drummers and speeches in the Free Speech Plaza, live music on the outdoor stage, vendors selling food to make your mouth water, and countless artisans plying their trade. It is a collection of auditory, visual and sensory energy that can't help but make your heart sing and your mouth smile. Basically, it is a love fest and where I always want to be on any given Saturday in Eugene.
This past Saturday was no exception and Maria and I were up early and at the Market by 9:00 AM, pretty dang early for me:). I usually go by myself, but having a new friend with me made the experience even more pleasurable, if that is possible.
We hit the farmer's market first, sampling organic goat and feta cheese, oh wait, here are some honey, nuts and berries to sample, and over here are some radishes you might want to sample. An amazing visual display of carrots, beets, lettuce freshly picked this morning. A photographer's delight...sorry I don't have my camera, but knowing I can't fully capture the energetic beauty of these earthly delights.
Next we walk among the artisans, stopping to talk with my friend Connie who does tarot readings and who was such an inspiration and teacher during my initiation with the Cards. Seeing, smelling, talking, entering the realm of the Saturday Market.
The real lure has been a necklace I saw the week before and has continued to beckon me, a relentless siren. I find the booth and my necklace is still there. It is made of Mountain Mahogany with a malachite lizard inlay. I try it on, our energies meld, and it is mine. I want to live in the energy of this booth and the artisan, he who has made this necklace and is such a man of the Trees. His eyes sparkle, he knows and loves the world that I also know, and I want to rest within the roots of the Trees that speak to him. It is an amazing bonding. Maria must also feel the energy and she buys three of his necklaces.
We eat Rita's Burritos, enjoy the sunshine and savor the day. We can't imagine there being anything better.
I have supported many of the artisans in Eugene, know where the fair trade stores are, and so our next stop is Greater Goods, my favorite place to buy just about anything. I have spent so many dollars here they know me by name. Maria buys some of their new consignment clothing and falls in love with a hat that is made of hemp and will respond to any shape she desires. She is totally transformed by this hat. I also find a hat that fits me, and suits me, and we both walk out with new hats.
I promise I will post of a picture of us in our new hats and new jewelry.
The Eugene Saturday Market is a cornucopia of farmers selling organic produce, drummers and speeches in the Free Speech Plaza, live music on the outdoor stage, vendors selling food to make your mouth water, and countless artisans plying their trade. It is a collection of auditory, visual and sensory energy that can't help but make your heart sing and your mouth smile. Basically, it is a love fest and where I always want to be on any given Saturday in Eugene.
This past Saturday was no exception and Maria and I were up early and at the Market by 9:00 AM, pretty dang early for me:). I usually go by myself, but having a new friend with me made the experience even more pleasurable, if that is possible.
We hit the farmer's market first, sampling organic goat and feta cheese, oh wait, here are some honey, nuts and berries to sample, and over here are some radishes you might want to sample. An amazing visual display of carrots, beets, lettuce freshly picked this morning. A photographer's delight...sorry I don't have my camera, but knowing I can't fully capture the energetic beauty of these earthly delights.
Next we walk among the artisans, stopping to talk with my friend Connie who does tarot readings and who was such an inspiration and teacher during my initiation with the Cards. Seeing, smelling, talking, entering the realm of the Saturday Market.
The real lure has been a necklace I saw the week before and has continued to beckon me, a relentless siren. I find the booth and my necklace is still there. It is made of Mountain Mahogany with a malachite lizard inlay. I try it on, our energies meld, and it is mine. I want to live in the energy of this booth and the artisan, he who has made this necklace and is such a man of the Trees. His eyes sparkle, he knows and loves the world that I also know, and I want to rest within the roots of the Trees that speak to him. It is an amazing bonding. Maria must also feel the energy and she buys three of his necklaces.
We eat Rita's Burritos, enjoy the sunshine and savor the day. We can't imagine there being anything better.
I have supported many of the artisans in Eugene, know where the fair trade stores are, and so our next stop is Greater Goods, my favorite place to buy just about anything. I have spent so many dollars here they know me by name. Maria buys some of their new consignment clothing and falls in love with a hat that is made of hemp and will respond to any shape she desires. She is totally transformed by this hat. I also find a hat that fits me, and suits me, and we both walk out with new hats.
I promise I will post of a picture of us in our new hats and new jewelry.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Polo Shirt
Just got a call from Mt. Hood Village Resort, my summer employer, and I cannot believe my ears - my work attire is a polo shirt! I am so NOT a polo shirt person, never have been, never will be. It is provided by the resort and at least it is a color I can wear, forest green.
My next thought was, I have to buy a bra! So Maria and I are off to Costco to see if I can't find something to get me through the summer. Next thing you know, I'll be in khaki pants and a ball cap. It is really just too funny:).
My next thought was, I have to buy a bra! So Maria and I are off to Costco to see if I can't find something to get me through the summer. Next thing you know, I'll be in khaki pants and a ball cap. It is really just too funny:).
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Inspiration
It's funny how we become an inspiration to others, how in just leading our lives others observe and find a spark that lights a fire within them.
Earlier this week I bumped into a woman I knew from my time at the Tamarack pool in Eugene. In that chance encounter, I listened to her story, shared mine, and was once again called "gutsy". As I related my tales, I watched her transform before my eyes, excitement of a new life beginning to light within her, her smile broadening and life coming back into her eyes. My life shining as an example of a possibility, that yes, there was a life beyond her current confines and if I could do it, so could she.
And now someone has just knocked on my door saying I am her heroine. She remembers me from when I was here in October and she watched and envied me from afar. She has thought of me all this time, wanting to know my story, wishing it could also be her story. She is not living at the RV park right now, just visiting, but wants to share time with me and be feed these seeds of freedom.
I am happy to share my journey with these women, honestly relating the fear and courage it has taken to get me to this place. Jump into the fire women, jump into the fire and be inspired.
Earlier this week I bumped into a woman I knew from my time at the Tamarack pool in Eugene. In that chance encounter, I listened to her story, shared mine, and was once again called "gutsy". As I related my tales, I watched her transform before my eyes, excitement of a new life beginning to light within her, her smile broadening and life coming back into her eyes. My life shining as an example of a possibility, that yes, there was a life beyond her current confines and if I could do it, so could she.
And now someone has just knocked on my door saying I am her heroine. She remembers me from when I was here in October and she watched and envied me from afar. She has thought of me all this time, wanting to know my story, wishing it could also be her story. She is not living at the RV park right now, just visiting, but wants to share time with me and be feed these seeds of freedom.
I am happy to share my journey with these women, honestly relating the fear and courage it has taken to get me to this place. Jump into the fire women, jump into the fire and be inspired.
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