I mapped my life journey in spirals…mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical.  My healing, grieving, seeking, celebrating filled the page.  The journey never ends; there is just a curve in the spiral or on the road.  But why did I land here?
 
When I left my hometown just a few miles away 45 years ago, I left because there was no reason to stay. I was uncomfortable in my skin, angry, and depressed.  Robert Frost wrote, “Home is the place, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.”  I had been told to leave my home; so I set out to find my own home and myself.  Forty-five years is a long time in one lifetime; and I have come full circle back to a familiar place.
 
My work in Santa Fe was complete, and I finally listened to my body that had been sending that message.  Now my body is healthy; it just needed some air and water. Being in proximity to my sister and my cousin is a gift of love, and I am grateful.  This is a place of beauty, and I am appreciative.  And as soon my work shows up, I am ready.
 
My spirit soars with the wisdom that I am my essential self and that my home is within.  I don’t have to ask permission for my beingness.  I just am, and I am home.  At this time of the Equinox, I am feeling balanced and in synchronicity with the universal. I don’t know yet what my next work will be, but there is curve in the road just ahead.    
 
Rebecca Pott Fitton
September 19, 2017