Meanwhile, Four Hours South…

As this unlikely exploration was happening, I was having an ongoing and not so easy conversation with my former partner, who is currently spending time in another village, four hours south of here.
Seven years ago he and I had co-purchased a little piece of land down there, in a village that first stole my heart.

It was his dream to build a home on it and he was on his way to achieving that.

As our time together came to a messy end, I sold him my share of the property and while the small amount of money had been exchanged, I still needed to sign the papers.

Because I told him that the thought of returning down there hurt my heart for several reasons, he frustratingly worked on finding ways for me to do this from here. Our exchanges were not super pleasant and I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t relishing a tiny bit making him squirm. But also, I know how Life works and every day that I wasn’t taking the time to complete this Incomplete I KNEW was a day I was not allowing the energy to flow in the new direction of my life. I knew that I could not simultaneously hang on to this old story AND build the new one at the same time. It just does not work this way. I know it, I teach it, and damn it, even if I don’t like it… that’s just how it goes. It’s a rule.

So I signed, and I sent it all down south with a blessing.

That afternoon Lila and I went back to our little country road as I wanted to digest this letting go, really be with it. I wanted to walk.

The place suddenly felt different, more familiar. It felt … possible and almost within reach, as though no longer a crazy idea.

The next morning, I posted on three local FB pages that I was looking for a piece of land to buy in this very specific area.

Several comments and unrelated responses later, I received a response from Irvin who said: “I have the land for you.”