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Ann Cameron Siegal Huntley Meadows

Huntley Meadows                                                  Photo Courtesy of Ann Cameron Siegal

So many paths are guiding me to new horizons.
As one chapter ends, it is leading to many new chapter beginnings.

A part of me broke as my move to Tucson came to be.
I lost a part of my heart; I lost a part of my soul.
And with each passing day another piece of me chipped away and is still at times peeling.
My spirit lost one friend, then another, and looking back. . . .
I lost the only home I ever knew.

Tucson was a chance, a chance to grow, to evolve, and to find a new home.
Instead for a time, it was the place that I became lost.
Friends were gone; community no longer existed except via Twitter, Facebook, and phone.
For a time my sons and I had only each other.

With each loss, I found the strength to keep moving, even with the gaping hole in my heart.
I began reminding myself to breathe deeply, as deeply as I could.
And I believed that one day I would be OK.
In truth just being Ok has never been enough; what I really have always needed was to thrive.

I am ultimately stronger now than I was when I first arrived in Tucson.
There are moments when my life feels overwhelming, when drama takes hold.
But more moments fill me with blessings as I honor the human being I am becoming.
So many dichotomies, so much adversity, and yet. . .
I breathe in devastation and I breathe out wholeness.

I am becoming whole, always building and rebuilding my foundation, my yesod.
The Tucson mountains remind me to reach higher,
The desert provides warmth for my soul.
The monsoons wash away the losses and devastation as the storms lull my pain to sleep.

Being in Tucson has given me the opportunity to explore where I really want to be and who I want to be. When I came to Tucson, I believed in possibilities. Two years since arriving and I am now believing in different possibilities. My job is gone, some of my friends are gone, and new connections have emerged.

The journey. . . .
Today I am looking deeply inside my soul.
What do I want for my life, my family?
Where do I want to be?
What do I want to keep with me?
Who nurtures my life? Who needs more boundaries?
How much solitude do I crave?
What do I need to do to be heathy?
Do I have what it takes to create the next chapter of my life?

The world is full of open doors.
Now is my chance to choose which doors to go through.
Only after going through new doors will I soar to new heights.

Going
Moving
Leaping
Flying
Soaring . . . .

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Congested

seeking inner strength

so many mountains to climb

ridges to navigate

dreams to follow

 

with each breath

i pray for the power to grow

where will I find the answers?

to climb out of the valley

 

is it possible?

 

i am grappling with so many issues

such sadness is being absorbed in my soul

yet i know all this pain is momentary

 

navigating life. . .

some nights it feels like a sheer impossibility

morning comes and the sun warms my frozen spirit

ultimately, I am happy to be alive . . .

 

surrounded by the mountains

I feel the warm cocoon

the blanket of beauty comforts my soul

and nurtures my spirit

 

with each breath,

i have to believe in the power of my heart and soul

to heal and to soar

 

navigating life. . .

that is what I do!

 

As a young child, my favorite movie in the world was The Sound of Music.  The words to Climb Every Mountain propelled me to new heights.  I believed that with song and dance I could actually climb every mountain. I could soar to new heights and reach for any of my many dreams.

In reality, the fantasy probably helped me become the person I am today. Hope is an amazing gift.  As an adult we often lose the concept of hope and just move through life. . .blindly doing what we have to do in order to get through each of life’s events.

When you have hope, life is truly a possibility, an endeavor worth taking.

 

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