For those of you who are just now joining us on the adventure, here’s a quick recap of where we are and where we’re going!
Our home in Yorktown Heights is “in contract” and we plan on going south on February 1st. We envision spending the next three months in Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina and Tennessee. The first stop is Savannah, Georgia because it’s southernmost and our trailer is made for warmer climates.
Where we’ll be and for how long is dependent on a combination of personal and work factors. I can tell you that we’re going to be one month in Savannah, one month in Asheville and one month in Nashville, but that’s just a guesstimate. The truth is we don’t know and we’re going to see what it’s like to get in the flow, to allow and accept serendipity.
Speaking of “flow”, we spent last night with two friends, Blake and Sharon Rowe. They cooked us a wonderful dinner and we spent hours and hours talking and laughing about many things including “flow”, the creative kind that occurs when an artist (or athlete) gets into his/her zone. For Blake, it’s piano improvisation. For Sharon, it’s painting. For Beth it is yoga. For me, it’s songwriting.
I have so much that I can tell you about our evening, but I wanted to take a few moments to discuss the concept of receiving kindness in all its forms. Y’see, I somehow got the mistaken impression that a “real man” makes his way through life alone or, perhaps, with his spouse/partner. It’s the “you and me against the world” philosophy. I am here to report that I believe that to be complete and utter bullshit. To be kinder, let’s call it a phase we pass through on the way to something deeper and more fulfilling.
Sharon and Blake, friends we’ve known for over twenty-five years, have a beautiful home on a Shangrila piece of property. As soon as we arrived, one of the things they said was, “we have lots of room here and you are welcome to park your camper in our driveway.” This is something that other people have said, too.
Why is it difficult for me to receive kindness or generosity? I think it’s because an inner voice says, “this is charity and it’s unbecoming for me to be a burden” or some such twaddle. My ego was attached to ME being the giver, not the receiver.
Last night and over the course of the last few months, my heart is opening to not just giving (which is great) but receiving help. I’m learning that everyone has gifts to offer. For some, it’s giving us financial advice. Others have taught us how to back up a truck with a camper attached, winterize the trailer or get the best wi-fi system. Yesterday, one of Beth’s yoga students shared his experiences on creating a safe backup for a video livestream. For Blake and Sharon, it’s “you can be here.” Wow.
I am sensing that true happiness and love exist when we’re able to allow love to flow into our lives, to accept gifts without the feeling that we need to reciprocate in that moment. The Buddhists would probably say that it’s about karma, allowing the other to manifest their love by not blocking it with my ego.
May I keep learning how to receive love! May I learn that I am fun and interesting and caring and not a burden, but a gift just by being me.