I've been home from my West Coast Adventure for a whole 10 days now, and I am only now beginning to feel settled. The first few days were challenging - I felt antsy and lost, neither here nor there. I suppose it was to be expected, and I did leave myself several days before returning to work, but I didn't quite expect it to feel like it did.
uprooted.
restless.
lost in my own space.
My own home seemed foreign to me. I couldn't remember where I put things, or what it was that made me feel grounded here. But, of course, I trusted that I would recover.
Even now, there is a part of me that wonders if the woman who left on June 15 is the same woman who returned on July 12. How have I changed? Because I know I have - I just can't articulate it yet. I really liked the woman who travelled... the confident jag who sought out adventure! And I'm not ready to say good-bye to her. So...how can I invite her to stick around?
how do I make space for this broader, bigger, braver... me?
At times, I am here. but I am not really here.
I am still travelling.
BE. HERE.
grateful for the growth,
jag
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