Eliza: On My Wanderings, Integration and Self-Examination
Last night I was reflecting on just how my life has changed in the last eight or so months. Florida is now my home, at least temporarily, and I’ve been striving to adjust to a very different environment, in more than one way. Where, last autumn, I was still working at the prison and thinking about retiring and leaving Washington, I have done so, and still I do not feel that I have found “home”. Perhaps it is just as well; that I might indeed be somewhat of a gypsy in my latter years. I really don’t know at this point.
Realizing that I’m hardly alone in feeling a bit disorientated, ungrounded and uncertain, I’m doing my best to ground through my daily walks and little local explorations, as well as grounding creatively through my art. Thankfully, I have a place to “do”…
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