adjustment
a week filled with both contemplation and reverie.
still not quite able to capture my recent journey's essence.
the concrete components of the trip.
but, even moreso, its emotionally transformative imprint.
though my musings are not yet fully-formed phrases,
one word does come to mind.
adjustment.
a magical, yet sometimes challenging, 5-1/2 weeks in europe.
back at home base for awhile.
my daily life shifts to accommodate the change.
my priorities alter.
little time to sit and process round one of my new nomadic lifestyle.
the thing is, there really is no "home" for me and my family.
there's a physical building where we keep our stuff.
but no longer a permanent residence, a community to call our own.
we gave that up when we made the decision to travel.
so i'll regroup.
get reacquainted with my cats.
spend time with my dad.
attend to my livelihood.
resume home education studies (with less of an experiential focus).
and plan our next adventure.
adjustment.
the only word i envision when i look inside right now.
unity through adaptation.
until i do it all over again.
embark on another journey.
whether it be boarding a jet or simply stretching my mind.
a literal or figurative adjustment.
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what are you adjusting in order to allow flow into your life?
to make your personal journey a true representation of your reality?
enlighten me with your comments, and please meet me back here next week.
maybe together we can untangle any knots in our experiences.
stay tuned . . .
more to come.
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