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.
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 and then had to organize shipping it to Portland (click here to see the company I chose to look after my 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.
