Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Settling In


Over the last couple months something startling happened! I settled in to life in Mancos! It kind of crept up on me after the year of traveling hither and yon. Taken by surprise, I find the pacing of life is so different when settled than when "on the road".

The immediacy of the moment confronts my soul when I travel; there is no past or future, just NOW. I don't think of what's ahead other than the yet to be seen sights around the next corner. I have reveled in the unexpected and the sparkle of fresh vistas this past year and the meeting of many truly wonderful people from all over the world. The beauty of the many places, from the high desert of eastern Arizona to the breath taking magnificence of Yellowstone has filled me with awe and wonder in this incredible gift of just being alive.

And now, I “settle in” to a new tempo, still with the wonderment intact, just a less rigorous pacing, a more gentle timing; less raw nature and more soul nurture of the “sit by the fire with a hot cup of tea and read a book” kind.

The need for swift reliance on strangers out of the necessity of the moment, has changed to gentle build up of quiet rapport with the people living on this street and those I meet while volunteering at the library. People here are open and friendly and pace themselves with their investments of time and energy output. It is a delicate steadiness that allows for time to breathe while moving into deeper levels of intimacy.

Which brings me to my sister, Robin’s blog at www.nakedineden.com . She has written a book about her time and life in the Australian Rainforest. It is a love story—love of Life itself. This week she has a contest going on what intimacy means to each of us, intimacy other than spousal/relational intimacy. What we are all really seeking, in our own little neck of the woods, is an intimacy with Life and with the Divine, found in those sweet, quiet moments of solitude and rushing laughter shared with a friend over our quirky human foibles. Maybe you have words to add to her discussion. Check it out.

Now that I am “settled”, I see myself moving in new directions of endeavor. FYI--To admit that I am “settling”, is almost more than a Sagittarian, the traveler of the zodiac, can consciously admit to, let alone acknowledge that it suits very nicely for right now. :)

Building a website for various enterprises I am engaged in and all that it entails, is calling to me, as is taking time to work on some writing other than for this blog. Spending quiet time appreciating this new place, both figuratively and literally, that I find myself in, is a top priority. Acquainting myself with the people here and with the town itself, is a new joy. Settling in.

All that said, it has been a delgiht keeping you posted on the journey taken and now, it has come clear that this blog is going to take a sabbatical for a couple months at the very least. Keep in touch and as things progress, I will let you know what new adventures unfold from this more subdued moment by moment unfoldment. Sending love and blessings in waves of quiet joy! Emily PS There is a new "photo show" below--"Mancos Moments". Enjoy!

EmilyAEaston ©2009

1 comments:

Robin Easton said...

This is lovely Emmy!!

It is neat to see pics of where you live and to read a bit more about your life. I loved your last email and really feel it is RIGHT!! Maybe it was a phone message...forget. :P

I am proud of how you have settled into a place where you knew no one and already you have such a full life. WOW!! I am truly impressed by your courage.

I just ended the contest and made a beautiful video from all the people who expressed what intimacy is to them. I will send you the link today or tomorrow. I was touched that mentioned it here.

By the way, your writing is lovely. I always enjoy seeing you in this way. When we are together or on the phone...well, you know how it is...we both talk at once. LOL!! :) :) So I get to see more of you through your writing. I like that.

I am sending you so much love...always Emmmy. More later,
Rob