I am in the middle of moving again. This is move number 42 as far as I can recall. This is my fifth residence in two years, and my 14th move in the last decade. That’s a lot of moving around.

This one is a little bit different. For starters, when I have moved in the past I didn’t much like it but I just did it. I got it done so I could get back to my life. This time I am virtually intolerant of it. I’m still doing it, because I have to, but I notice that I don’t ever want to do this again. Even as I notice myself saying things like that, I think of all the other transitions I’ve gone through (divorce for one) and how I just wanted to be done with those too. But that isn’t how life works. Transitions take as long as they take. I am sure you know exactly what I’m talking about.  So what have I learned?

Life In Pieces

Moving is a perfect metaphor for life’s many transitions. Dismantling our lives and putting it in boxes so it can be carried piece-by-piece to a new location and reassembled is the same thing that goes on inside us. Our soul gets rearranged in this way too.

And, just like moving, when our life is in pieces we don’t know where things are, we can’t find what we need, it’s impossible to be organized. It’s impossible to keep up the front of having our sh*it together. “I know I have one of those. It’s in a box somewhere.”

Light at the End of the Tunnel

I’m coming through an arc of multiple transitions. I’m seeing the light at the end of that tunnel. One of the ways I know is that after all the moving I just bought my first home. (Let the dancing begin!) My life can finally come out of boxes which will free up a ton of my creative energy for being with you. Moving is such a distraction from what I believe to be my created purpose. I’m very grateful to be able to get back on point.

Good Things are Coming!

I’ll be sending you another email next week with more about my new focused purpose. I’m really excited about this new direction for me and for you. We are going to go places baby! Stay tuned.