My life is in transition. But, it is not a transition from one place to another...or from one job to another...or from one obligation to another, either. My life is transitioning internally. No longer am I willing to put my needs, my passions, my purpose on-hold in order to further someone else's passion, purpose, or agenda.
My life is now completely my own.
I am also no longer willing to spend the vast majority of my week working to earn the chinks to pay for the home to house the stuff. If having the stuff means that I need to work full-time to pay for all of the stuff-related-stuff, then I don't want the stuff...which is why I am sorting and purging my life down to "functional minimalist." (Oooh, I love this term!)
But I am not simply moving from one place to another.
My life is no longer on hold. This isn't another temporary fix that I'm willing to endure until my "real" life can be made manifest. This is it...my life is here...my life is now...and I am fully engaged with creating it in a way that reflects this wonderfully liberating inner transition.
My life is here...my life is NOW!
And I realized this morning that my life is like "Thoreau on Wheels." I am stepping outside of the bulk of social conventions so that I can live an authentic life...an unencumbered life with freedom to chase my dreams and pursue my passions. Dear Henry may have gone to the woods and built his own version of functional minimalist home, but I am building my functional minimalist home so that I can go to MANY woods. And there may be few who ever understand what I need to do, or why I need to do it...but their understanding is not required in order for me to continue moving forward....and, so, I do.
My trailer is not something to carry my things from one place to another...it is my home...my tiny, tiny little tumbleweed gypsy home that will make it possible for me to simply be (at home) wherever I am.
I am Thoreau on wheels...and that is enough, for me :)
