At some point, or maybe many points, we question our purpose in life. I have. I still do. I’ve spent a lot of time contemplating my purpose since I abandoned the B&B business idea. I’ve wondered what can I, what should I do with my life now before it’s too late.Read More
When a friend lost her beloved unexpectedly several weeks ago, I was overcome with emotion—desperate sadness and concern for her but also sadness at remembering my own losses over the years. I know grief. Not this particular grief, which is unimaginable to me, but grief nonetheless.
It’s been 50 or so days since I started my #365daysofdelight project. Although it’s too early to see a particular trend or direction, the simple act of documenting my delights every day has revealed plenty of lessons.
Here’s what I have learned so far (in no particular order) …
I was an angry child. Not all the time--just when my feelings weren’t being acknowledged or considered, which was a lot. I got a very clear message: My feelings didn’t matter. Here’s how that message manifested itself in my behavior over the years.
For the past couple of years, rather than make resolutions, I have chosen a word to frame my new year. A word that evokes a feeling I want more of in my life. This year's word is like an old friend with whom I've reconnected. For 2017, it's all about filling up.Read More
We have been in our new home for 2 ½ months. Although we are excited every day to see the ever-changing landscape, smell the juniper-infused fresh air, and watch the critters that cross our path and sky, the house has not been all roses and unicorns. Far from it. Although the house has certainly required a lot from us , it has also given us a lot. Already, I have learned a lot from Gentry House has--mostly about myself.Read More
Not for a second since accepting the revelation that I am no longer going to pursue the B&B have I felt a sense of regret. In many ways, I feel like a weight had been lifted. The decision has left me feeling freer and more buoyant. That’s not to say, though, that the decision didn’t leave me feeling sad.Read More
If there is one thing I’ve learned in the past couple of years, it is that the answer always lies within me, regardless of the question or issue I’m wrestling with. Sometimes I get an answer to an issue I wasn’t even aware of. I know exactly why I have pursued the B&B dream, but the dream wasn’t to own a B&B.Read More
I’ll be honest: Although our move to Oregon has been good in many ways, it hasn’t been all roses and unicorns. Not for me. Changing cities. Moving. Starting a new job. Buying a house. Any one of those things on its own is a big, stressful change. Doing them all at the same time? Overwhelming. The “WTF was I thinking?!” kind of overwhelming.Read More
In March, on our last scouting trip to Bend, Oregon, Todd and I went to see a house that had recently come on the market—again. We liked the house instantly. In so many ways, it was perfect; exactly what we were looking for.Read More
I had been so focused on and consumed by The Move that I hadn’t fully grasped the significance of what I had just accomplished. I had successfully found my perfect place and took the leap to really be there.Read More
I love this saying. It’s a common military phrase that I learned from my husband Todd. I can’t tell you how many times he and I uttered this phrase over the past several weeks while preparing for our move to Bend, Oregon.
Moving sucks. Period.Read More
Since my last post about my big shift, realizing that moving to a place we want to be is more important than what gets us there, I felt a huge weight lift. I no longer felt like I had to grasp and force something to happen in order to realize our dream. The truth is I have no control over what happens, when, or how. But I do have a choiceRead More
I’ve been stuck in limbo, waiting for something—anything—to happen that would move the needle toward realizing the B&B dream and moving out of the Bay Area. I was feeling sad, frustrated, and desperate. Then a thought came to me ...Read More
Waiting means a lot of uncertainty. I’m not a fan of uncertainty. It requires patience, which only makes me want to grasp at or push at things to get them moving. Uncertainty makes me uncomfortable.
A wise woman I know told me that uncertainty means embracing discomfort. Really, who wants to embrace discomfort?!Read More
I really appreciate people who make me think. On a second scouting trip to Oregon a couple weeks ago, a friend with whom we were staying, Maria, asked me, “If the B&B doesn’t work out, do you have a Plan B?” My immediate response was “No.”
In bed that night, I started to think more about it and wondered “Should I have a Plan B?” The more I considered it, the more I knew my initial response was the right one. There was no hesitation in my answer; it came from my gut, so I knew it was true. The truth is I’ve gone through most of my life without having a Plan B.Read More