All difficult things have their origin in that which is easy, and great things in that which is small.
I have to keep reminding myself that I am starting to change my life, and I must be patient. So much has happened in the last two years: I made the decision to leave the country of my birth and become a citizen of another. I haven’t regretted that at all; being here fills up my heart in ways I had never anticipated. I belong here. I discovered that I actually enjoy teaching and working with kids – who would have ever thought that? I’ve finally reached the stage where I can begin to add things that I’ve missed back into my life where they belong, such as fencing and riding. I’ve been thinking about painting again…not quite ready yet, but I know that the right project will come along and I’ll be off and running with it again.
So I need to be patient, and I need to not be afraid of risking things that are in my life. Change is risky, yes…but I wouldn’t be here unless I had risked it all.
In other ground-breaking news, it’s rainy and cold today. We’re fencing tonight. Kipper arrives this weekend (and we STILL don’t have the website payment!!!). All is well.