Our boat having landed in a place to replenish resources, I find it is much more important to invest in rest and recovery than to promote deep roots growing into this new soil.
This is a good place and a good community, but it feels like I am three years behind any original goals. And having worked hard to expand upon my previous skillsets, there is a hunger in me to experience life in total as More.
There are collapsing boxes to empty, payments to chase, fraud account wreckage to deflect, and general daily operations to continue while seeking items which keep us functioning.
I wonder how much of this “housekeeping” is required before I begin feeling lighter and can attend to the front of my bow’s desires, rather than worrying about integrity of the hull.
I am restless to claim my dream opportunities, and struggle to prioritize these seemingly menial trivialites which by completing make me stronger in my ability to greet this new future.
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