I have been back in the states for 48 hours, staying in my old neighborhood. It is funny, I have been stuck for so long and I had blamed it on my living situation, the debt, my job, my ex, and the exploitative therapist. It took going to the other side of the world to make me realize the “stuckness” was all me and the way I perceive all those things. It is quite a revelation. I came back totally appreciative of the gray, gloomy Seattle sky, clean water, access to services, and the care and compassion of my incredible friends.

So now I am heading to Canada for a couple of days of reflection, contemplation, hiking, and friendship. I need to process all that happened in the last month. The mountains of British Columbia are the perfect setting for doing that and for helping me to decide what to do with the next year of my life. I have the beginnings of a new sabbatical plan in my head (thanks Tony!!). My goal for my weekend is to sketch out a rough idea of the next 12 months.

Pictures and reassessment on Tuesday when I return. For now…O Canada!