Have the big "why's" been coming up for you?
Are why's floating around in the air with all the pollen? I've been moving through a ton of whys lately... asking myself why I'm doing certain things in my life... why am I doing the thing in this way... why is this thing the priority... why not that over there?
I've been out of the groove of weekly sends to you due to going on two sweet adventures to the south of my homebase. Both of the adventures were road trips -- one in the Prius and the other one in one of these great vans that Nathan's shop built.
Massive turkey vultures floated above me on the drive down and up from California. More vultures, a few eagles and hawks too drew me in and up to their spirals driving through Oregon last week.
They got me thinking about the energy that air embodies.
Witnessing these birds, ducks, grouse, songbirds, incredibly loud Geese at one camp spot, and this American Kestral connected a few dots for me.
I love flying in airplanes (when I'm in the window seat). I love being above the clouds, maybe seeing the moon or sun... seeing everything from above.
But taking road trips gives a different – though just as grand – big picture perspective. It feels more personal and relationship-based.
Road trips offer me questions that relate to my personal journey, what I am feeling called to share, who I'm feeling called to connect with, where I'm feeling called to go.
Airplane trips, at least as I remember them, offer me a more detached perspective, disconnected from land (as well as wifi). My reflection more easily shifts towards life's journey rather than my life's journey.
Driving gives me that slowly forming and evolving picture. Flying offers a more efficient path to the vast picture.
So, yeah... back to these why's floating around!
Are there why's floating around you too or is it simply my present personal experience?
If there are why's around and within you... I'm curious what they are, if you want to share?
I'm continually nudging myself to lean into being curious about the questions themselves instead of the (often unbaked) answers. I offer you the nudge to be at least ever so slightly more intrigued by and pulled towards the questions than the answers.
On windy days I watch Ernest tilt his head upward and pull in all the smells he is able to through his always-smell-craving nose.
In this moment, I am grateful I can consider air a given.
I don't need to go somewhere else to breathe in deep.
I can trust that Ernest and I both are breathing in nourishing elements, rather than harmful. When I do travel beyond homebase whether in a car, van or plane, I am given the opportunity to remember all the gifts that might float, soar, fly, flap, glide, hover, and dive in – when I choose to look around me.
Til next time,
Cassandra
P.S. I'm trying a new experiment of sending this weeklies out to you on Fridays. Let me know how you feel about that?