Early the other morning here at the farm, I met a lovely woman named Dawn who was walking her dog nearby. We chatted for a few moments and shared our stories, learning that we are both living in someone else’s cozy basement trying to figure our lives out. “The world is our oyster!” she said. “It’s a great place to be!” I agreed.
But some days I feel lost in a sea of possibilities. What am I really here for? How will my choices today effect my future? With so many recent big changes in my life, I am feeling an equally big need to dial it back, draw inward and slow things down.