It seems this is a tradition
I apparently loathe Newfoundland winters. I am once again leaving Newfoundland just before the worst of the winter starts. I have not been in Newfoundland between Feb and May since 2001. I'm moving to Edmonton tomorrow for at least 14 months. And finally, after much stress, the apt thing is hopefully sorting itself out.
I feel very much like life is finally, slowly starting to sort itself out. I see my life as a puzzle. In easly Sept, my life was like an unmade puzzle. I had all the pieces before me but they were scattered and I had no idea where any of the pieces fit. I had my ruined relationship, my faltering PhD, my tattered self esteem, my past education, my past work, my home in Canada, my friends in Canada, the start of a life in Cape Town - I had all these pieces and much more before me, spread out like mess of puzzle pieces. I short circuted and finally started to realize that I didn't need to fit all the pieces together all at the same time. It took a complete physical meltdown, but it happened. I picked up the puzzle pieces and slowly started to see which ones fit and in the process discovered that the pieces I once thought had t be at the centre of the puzzle in actual fact belong at the edge - defining who I was as a person, but no longer dictating the entire picture. The puzzle will take years to put together, but I have started to edge it out, fully understanding what pieces are ACTUALLY important. I no longer try to force pieces together, but gently nudge them into place. In this process, parts of who I am are becoming clear and pictures of the puzzle are evident which I thought were not possible. And once I put a few pieces together, I find others fall into place. And in this vein, I stumbled on "Eat, Pray, Love". A book that has captured how I am viewing my life right now. Its amazing how certain things enter your life just when you need them - if you allow them.
I feel very much like life is finally, slowly starting to sort itself out. I see my life as a puzzle. In easly Sept, my life was like an unmade puzzle. I had all the pieces before me but they were scattered and I had no idea where any of the pieces fit. I had my ruined relationship, my faltering PhD, my tattered self esteem, my past education, my past work, my home in Canada, my friends in Canada, the start of a life in Cape Town - I had all these pieces and much more before me, spread out like mess of puzzle pieces. I short circuted and finally started to realize that I didn't need to fit all the pieces together all at the same time. It took a complete physical meltdown, but it happened. I picked up the puzzle pieces and slowly started to see which ones fit and in the process discovered that the pieces I once thought had t be at the centre of the puzzle in actual fact belong at the edge - defining who I was as a person, but no longer dictating the entire picture. The puzzle will take years to put together, but I have started to edge it out, fully understanding what pieces are ACTUALLY important. I no longer try to force pieces together, but gently nudge them into place. In this process, parts of who I am are becoming clear and pictures of the puzzle are evident which I thought were not possible. And once I put a few pieces together, I find others fall into place. And in this vein, I stumbled on "Eat, Pray, Love". A book that has captured how I am viewing my life right now. Its amazing how certain things enter your life just when you need them - if you allow them.
