Today we went to South Yuba River State Park. It is beautiful up in the Grass Valley area. I can't believe we never ventured up to this area before. We played at the river's edge and even panned for gold. I have a couple tiny flecks of gold in my pocket to show for all our effort!
Perhaps it is because we are on the brink of leaving in a few months for Europe, but I can't help but feel a twinge of sadness about all the beautiful places in California we have to leave behind. In the past month, we have visited Big Sur, as well. I find myself commenting on all the beauty to Bryan and exclaiming, "But there is so much we haven't done here yet!" or "I am really going to miss California." The grief of moving is passing over me right now. We are feeling a strong connection and call to God right now and know that this move to France is the right decision. Nevertheless, grief is a normal part of loss. Leaving our home, leaving this state, in which many spiritual paradigms were crossed over, is something I am mourning over.
It is getting easier and easier to let go of so many material items in our household. This is very freeing. The clutter clearing and the ongoing refinement of "what do we really want to keep...what really matters?" has been helping me look at the reasons why we keep items and the spiritual clutter that is behind all of that.
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