Monday, February 18, 2008

Monday afternoon thoughts

It's my last day of freedom. Tomorrow I go back to work, and to what I suspect is going to be quite a mess.

I'm sitting here, ensconced on the couch in our living room, as I have been for much of the time since I got home last Tuesday evening. Comfortable, with books and a journal within easy reach, and writing (which I've spent great chunks of time engaged in since returning home as well).

My roommate just went out for a bit, taking our recycling with her. She has errands to run for a while, and I'm meaning to make the most of a quiet house to accomplish one last push of journaling before returning to work and being unable to devote long chunks of my day to writing, thinking, praying.

She and I, and my brother, T., went to Elbow Falls this morning for a while. A place I love to go - close to the city, but no longer in it - in what can rightly be referred to as wilderness. I don't think I can live in the city much longer. I think I need a break. A slower pace of life. I want to live somewhere where I can walk to the grocery store - where I can walk within 30 minutes to most of the places I would need to be. I want to live somewhere with friends and community. I'm not ready to transplant myself just yet (I don't want to go through any more transitions for a little while) - there's even a neighborhood in Calgary that I've loved for a long time that would fit a lot of my qualifications. I'm not ready to move anytime soon, but I'm starting to think about it, to pray about it, to wait for Jesus to direct my next steps.

And with that, I'm off to work on the writing...