Could It Possibly Work?

In thinking about the "order" things need to happen, I heard a loud laugh from the sky. As Cheryl Crow's song says, "Life is what happens while you're making plans." Slowly I am feeling that information is coming my way. A friend of mine said she had a friend who had a beach house for sale in Port A. I'll be interested where that leads. In a few weeks Philae and I are going to make a trip south to scope it out and hopefully find a realtor. I also need to hold space for what type of work I want to do.

In talking with my therapist today, she said she already felt me down at the coast. She reminded me that I have things to sell with my art and salts and I don't mind working a normal job, like a coffee shop (been there done that and loved it) or work on a boat (never done that but want to.) Perhaps I could even work in a bar (but I would have to watch out not to drink my profits!)

The pull is still strong and as long as that is the case, I have to hold open the possibility of moving....just as I have to hold open the possibility of not.

Vivi, of course, is a main concern; however, the drive is not that far and Southwest flies to Corpus...she loves to fly and she loves the beach.

Gosh I'm really curious what the next couple of months look like. From past experience, once I set something in motion, it moves pretty fast. I just want to make sure I'm prayerful, thoughtful, and intentional in my decision-making and making sure it isn't just some whim to disappear.

Property, job, location.

May it be so.