oh my Paul, I loved everything about this wonderful piece. I find myself in limbo right now. I know I am in a transition but to what I have no idea. I always seem to shake up my life every ten years or so. it's been at least 30 years since the last big change. but, a change is coming. a decision needs to be made. its the decision part that has me troubled. "time will tell" - another one of those sayings. yes, time will tell. for now, I am going to go back and read your essay one more time.
My mother's greatest wish for me was "to find roots." Hers was a hard childhood of moving before the wolves knocked on the door. Thus, her wish for me. But all I wanted to do was get away. While I can put my finger on some of the issues, your essay here helps me explore others. I love my home and family right now. It's paradise ... for now. But for years, like you, I've had "road trip" or nomadic" on my brain, needling me to get in the Subaru and RUNTHEFUCKAWAY. Yesterday, I read Fran Warner's "Road Trip," and connected again with a nomadic spirit. Writing is now her release while her Subaru awaits in the garage. Am I needing to find a tribe? I think that's what's really in my heart at the moment. For 73 years, I've been trying to find a tribe. Thank you, Paul, for this splendid peek into our psyches.
This piece really moved me. It conveys a lot of what I know a lot of people feel...and I have to say that as I was reading I kept thinking this is how I would also feel were it not for my absolute sense (I'd even go so far to say knowledge) of God. I would definitely feel rootless and alone and in the limbo of waiting if I didn't have the knowledge that I'm on a journey that I chose, and that I'm not meant to remember the reason at this time. You're doing the right thing if, in all your travels, you are looking to make a place better for your having been there. Caring for people as you go--wherever you go...that's what the journey is about, I feel certain. You are perfectly safe! You are loved deeply. And we are all just visitors here on earth, passing through on our way back home.
I stand at the ready to answer any questions as to what Limbo looks, smells or sounds like. I can be your guide to the state of Limbo for NO FEE at all! If you like this service, you can sign up for subsidized flights to the State of Limbo for a nominal fee, payable in your local currency.
Great piece. I'm reading about the bluesman Robert Johnson and I can emphasize with his dieing wish to be buried "close to the highway, so my wicked soul can catch the Greyhound bus to the next town anytime it wants". I'm in limbo right now. Stuff in storage. Hard to find a place to call home. Complicated health problems, etc., etc. Thanks for putting some of my thoughts into words this morning.
oh my Paul, I loved everything about this wonderful piece. I find myself in limbo right now. I know I am in a transition but to what I have no idea. I always seem to shake up my life every ten years or so. it's been at least 30 years since the last big change. but, a change is coming. a decision needs to be made. its the decision part that has me troubled. "time will tell" - another one of those sayings. yes, time will tell. for now, I am going to go back and read your essay one more time.
My mother's greatest wish for me was "to find roots." Hers was a hard childhood of moving before the wolves knocked on the door. Thus, her wish for me. But all I wanted to do was get away. While I can put my finger on some of the issues, your essay here helps me explore others. I love my home and family right now. It's paradise ... for now. But for years, like you, I've had "road trip" or nomadic" on my brain, needling me to get in the Subaru and RUNTHEFUCKAWAY. Yesterday, I read Fran Warner's "Road Trip," and connected again with a nomadic spirit. Writing is now her release while her Subaru awaits in the garage. Am I needing to find a tribe? I think that's what's really in my heart at the moment. For 73 years, I've been trying to find a tribe. Thank you, Paul, for this splendid peek into our psyches.
This piece really moved me. It conveys a lot of what I know a lot of people feel...and I have to say that as I was reading I kept thinking this is how I would also feel were it not for my absolute sense (I'd even go so far to say knowledge) of God. I would definitely feel rootless and alone and in the limbo of waiting if I didn't have the knowledge that I'm on a journey that I chose, and that I'm not meant to remember the reason at this time. You're doing the right thing if, in all your travels, you are looking to make a place better for your having been there. Caring for people as you go--wherever you go...that's what the journey is about, I feel certain. You are perfectly safe! You are loved deeply. And we are all just visitors here on earth, passing through on our way back home.
I stand at the ready to answer any questions as to what Limbo looks, smells or sounds like. I can be your guide to the state of Limbo for NO FEE at all! If you like this service, you can sign up for subsidized flights to the State of Limbo for a nominal fee, payable in your local currency.
Great piece. I'm reading about the bluesman Robert Johnson and I can emphasize with his dieing wish to be buried "close to the highway, so my wicked soul can catch the Greyhound bus to the next town anytime it wants". I'm in limbo right now. Stuff in storage. Hard to find a place to call home. Complicated health problems, etc., etc. Thanks for putting some of my thoughts into words this morning.
Thanks for letting it all hang out, Paul. Others don't have the guts to be so brutally honest. To do so feels liberating.