Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit.
It is a beautiful word, isn’t it? So strong and forceful,
the way you have always wanted to be. And you will
not be alone. You have never been alone. Don’t
worry. Everything will still be here when you get back,
It is you who will have changed.
Those words sum it all up. I started thinking today about the moves I have made in my lifetime.
I have already moved ten times during my time on earth. Five of them were with my parents, so they don’t count. The others I chose on my own. Three of my moves were major life changing moves. I moved to Fort Lauderdale in the early 90’s, where I had a beachfront condo waiting for me. Brooklyn, New York was a bigger move in 1999, and I had a nice apartment with a view of the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge.
Then I came back to live in Los Angeles.
I was drawn back to SoCal like a moth to a flame, because I felt this was home. It is no longer home, and doesn’t feel like home, because the city has changed. Maybe I have changed. It could be both. The city has descended into lawlessness. The police no longer enforce rules. There are homeless people camping closer and closer to my home, and many of them support their drug habits breaking into homes and cars. I still thought I could and would deal, because, after all, “Hey, its Hollywood.”
I moved here because I am a writer, and I wanted to write for the big screen. Things went well. I sold a couple of screenplays, a writer’s dream! Things are never what they seem, and I did not like what I saw. It just is not for me anymore. It used to be for me, or at least that is what I thought.
I met a wonderful woman who would become my wife, and that changed everything. My whole outlook on life changed. I saw the way we were living as counter productive for our souls.
We needed to know our purpose and fulfill it, not eat at the latest restaurant or shmooze with the hottest reality stars. We found great happiness in the vast nature around Los Angeles that so few ever even venture into. We found a quiet paradise in the rocky barren deserts. We decided together: why are we living only for our weekends, just waiting to escape and enjoy the open space? And then, recently, the chance came to move to the country. An opportunity knocked, and we both felt the time was right. So here we are packing.
We leave behind friends and familiar places for a new adventure. In every good movie, the main character is challenged to step up and make their lives better. Will it be? We hope so! We do know that living everyday like a drone is no way to live. The countdown begins now. This is our story.
I hope the transition is adventurous!