away

I'm landing here back in my life after a month away- the summer intensive work for my teacher training.  I spent all of July communing with mountains, occasional beaches, and anthroposophists from all over the world-working my tail off actually- all in the wilds of southern New Hampshire. 

It's a funny thing to leave your life.  I've not been a big vacationer in mine so this month away has been an event.  Away.  My sister-in-law lives in Maine. I visited her while I was in New England.  The locals refer to her as being from 'away'- not a native.  The longer you don't really leave your life, the bigger and more profound 'away' becomes.

I learned a lot when I was away.  I learned about teaching and art and anthroposophy.  I learned about longing and independence and freedom.  I learned about choices.  I learned about perspective.

So here I am back from away, tippy toe dipping into the life I left waiting even as it splashes me full in the face. 

It was good to get away. 

It's good to be back.