Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Moving On, Moving Out

Let's just say, hypothetically speaking of course, I left apartment 3S New York, New York. In so many ways I think I'd absolutely love it. Obviously on this side of the Red Sea all I can think about is open space, cheep rents, driving a car, Target, silence, and normalcy. You know, all those things.

But when I'm face-to-face with the reality of going one day. Of moving. Of circling a date on the calendar and looking forward to packing and moving and heading out, I'm pretty much stricken with the sober reality of how city-fied I am.

What would it be like to not put on the full face everyday: eye brightener, eye-liner, bronzer, mascara..... for starters? Cause I like makeup. And where will I wear my 3" heels, cute platform boots, red velvet shoes or my ballet flats? I think I'd just pretty much live in Converse and flip-flops.

I complain of over-stimulation and I feel the pain of it all, but is the extreme opposite honestly what I crave? Solitude? Stillness? To be a contemplative?

There will be no need to thread my eyebrows (or anyone who's even heard of eyebrow threading for that matter). No need for wide belts or cute leggings or patchouli oil when your not leaving a twenty mile radius and there are more cattle and chickens on that land than people. However, I'm sort of attracted to the idea of less people and more livestock.

But I am girly I like fancy things and lip gloss and switching purses to match my shoes and wearing dainty necklaces with little leaves or birdies. I like hosting baby showers and holiday parties and making berry covered desserts and big bowls of salad and using my pastel colored serving trays. I get acupuncture once a week and have several specialists in the line up of physicians I see. What will I do without vegan bakeries and vegetarian restaurants and coffee shops open seven days a week?

It's okay to miss a place like NYC, but it's also okay to long for elsewhere. Just because this does not feel normal does not mean that The City wins and I couldn't cut it. A new season will begin soon. A season of growing- literally and figuratively.

Proverbs 20:24 A man's steps are determined by the Lord, so how can anyone understand his own way?

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