I noticed my last post was back in November of 2023. So much for being consistent. Well, it’s a new year and I am going to keep moving forward. I have experienced a lot of restarts in my life. I’ve finally come to a place of acceptance–most things do not go as planned. For me, it’s about being with whatever is presenting itself, even if it’s just a couple of sticks, or an idea, an illness or not knowing where my writing is going.
Thankfully, today, that is not the case. I am still on course with my memoirish project. I haven’t gotten as far as I had hoped but a lot has been worked out and unexpectedly another project has emerged–very different but in the same vein.
My memoir is about living in 52 houses and the multitude of experiences that came with living in different homes, different communities and meeting new people. What I found the most surprising about my story is what motivated my nomadic tendencies.
I’ve wanted to write this book for close to a decade–when it was at forty something houses but I didn’t possess the understanding of what compelled me to continually keep going. I was stuck in a place of always arriving. I now understand the necessity of my journey. I am sure more insights will happen as I continue to engage with the project. Bringing it to fruition is my goal for 2024.
Living in 52 houses highlighted the fact I have house magic. (I think I might have been a successful real estate agent) I have managed to find some of the most unique homes and places to live over the last few decades. And I am deeply grateful for what each space gifted us with.
One of the first things I did when we arrived at a new home was set up an altar. I needed to have that sacred place–a place between the worlds–a place where all things were possible. I wanted to have something that physically acknowledged new beginnings. I absolutely love creating altars and usually have several in my home at any given time. Seeing them reminds me that everything is sacred. They often shift my mood, bring comfort, affirm that anything is possible, and they elevate my thoughts.
I am slowly working on a side book–Altars of The Hearth. This book is more about creating sacred space–connecting with the home, the land in a deeper way, as well as the community. The focus is creating sacred space and working with altars in unique ways.
In one of my last moves the movers were carrying in our boxes and he asked me, “Is your last name ritual?” I remember thinking, why in the world is he asking me that. He pointed to the stack of boxes and said, “They all are marked ritual.” I laughed and said, “no”. The other mover chimed in and said, “Maybe it’s best we don’t know.”
I am ready to move forward with blogging, and both my projects. Happy 2024! May all your creative projects blossom in the new year.
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