Life in limbo is becoming a norm. It becomes a question of whether or not life is never not so and we just manage to convince ourselves otherwise.
While I may be able to schedule what I am doing tomorrow, that schedule may have to shift based on what M is doing and whether or not he may need the car. I may be able to schedule where I am going to go for my visa run next week, but how many times I need to do it may change on a regular basis. Nothing is ever truly set despite my preference for knowing what is to come.
The reality is that we never know.
All roads seem to be narrowing in on heading to Europe, probably France in the near future. Doors locally and in other places have closed making potential decisions easier overall as choices become limited. The truth is that I am terrible with too many options, so it is better to have just one option available.
Our possible plans in developing a yoga retreat center and organizing teacher training modules is becoming more of a reality; though all is still in a draft cycle.
Still, despite all this uncertainty and being in limbo, I feel calm and relaxed. My mind is at ease and I am ready for whatever comes. When it is time to pack my bags and buy our tickets to whatever destination presents itself I shall be ready. Until then, I am enjoying the moments of being where I am. π
~T π
