I am having a love affair with Portland.  It’s getting serious.  We’re moving in together.   
 

Yes, folks, my big news is that I am staying in Portland.     
 

I’m still not sure how it’s all going to play out.  I’m full of joy and excitement one minute, and dripping with grief the next.  I didn’t say a proper goodbye to all the people I love in Japan.  My life and business in Tokyo are just dangling.  Things here are challenging as I scramble to set up a new life.  I’m trying to stay in the moment, breathe deeply, and let things unfold.  

I really hate letting things unfold.  

They unfold so darned slooooowly.   

Except when they move fast, like the last couple of weeks, when I signed a lease, bought a car, set up utilities, and bought an entire household’s worth of furniture, dishes, and linens.  Then I moved into our new apartment and my daughter had the stomach flu.  (I’m a little tired.)     And somewhere in there I cooked up a seriously juicy class on fear and went to a horse whispering workshop, but more about that next month.