Greetings friend! Today's a quick update on what-all is happening around here.. and gets into a bit of what 'here' means for my life partner and I right now!
Here's the poem that I read for you in this episode:
The Taste of Freedom
I couldn’t find a fork
Or oil
Or salt.
The pan had been packed.
Couldn’t make my preferred breakfast
No eggs
Quinoa
Avocado
Available even if I could.
So I ate my breakfast greens
With my fingers
Enjoyed the hell out of
A cheesy
Greasy
Egg-on-croissant from a local coffee shop
Along with two
Delicious
Tiny
Sungold cherry tomatoes
From the garden that will soon belong
To other stewards of this
The place we’ve called home for 20 years
That was my breakfast on moving day.
Yesterday
As I ate with my fingers I repeated to myself
“This tastes like freedom”
Such joy in my heart.
Anxiety about what could go wrong
Fear about what bad might happen
Used to stop me
From doing things I really wished to do.
All the unknowns.
How would I be okay without
For example
My usual favorite breakfast?
Who am I if I don’t stick to these routines?
And anyway
How do I reimagine my relationship
With my grown children?
What happened that they are now grownups
And not babies in my charge any longer?
Also
What’s lurkingIn all the corners of this home
That I haven’t touched for 20 years?
Where do I start if I wish to move on
To what’s next.
How do I bring intention
To this new phase of my life?
Yikes!
These were some of the many questions
Some of the thousands of
Micro
Macro
Decisions
That I used to avoid
As I tiptoed around trying to make everything not explode.
How wonderful to discover
That it is all good
It’s really okay to just be on my journey.
All figureoutable
I live everywhereI have people to love
People who love me.
I take you with me
Wherever I live
As I take myself.
- by Kay Lock Kolp, Ripley Pond, Maine, Thursday, 21 August 2025
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