It is official. I was there and now I'm going back again. There being Sohoe, a true Slice of Heaven on Earth. I left there to come here, to New Town, and now, just to keep things interesting - or complicated, depending on your view of it - I'm going back there, or close to there, to a place I'm going to call Lake Town.
I'd like to tell you the whole story, but it gets complicated - or interesting, depending on your view of it - so either pay attention or let your mind drift to the weekend sports results, as you prefer.
We, the Peanuts and I, left the First Place, a big city because small town life and grapes worked their siren song on us. Actually, that's why Mama and Papa Nut moved to Sohoe; the Peanuts moved because they had no choice and I tagged along because nothing else made sense. Things were fine and good, but when it came time for me to return to the world of work, nothing was happening. I had sent cajoling cover letters and resumes to the local library systems with nary a nibble. Not even a nibblet. Only one library sent a letter back thanking me for my interest with sincere expressions of regret that nothing was available at the time. Four years passed, and every time I drove by that library, I thought to myself how appealing it looked and that I'd like to work there. You know what's coming, don't you? That library was in Lake Town.
The time came when I couldn't put it off any longer. I had to seriously look for work, so I applied to any library posting I found, whether it be in Regina (for you non-Canadian readers, Regina is Canuck for "Freezing my tushie off") or Woodstock. New Town is the one I didn't think I was qualified for, but New Town is the one that worked out. I'm very glad that it did. So often, in the moment, our circumstances don't make sense. I remember the moment my present landlord told me he preferred month-to-month rather than a full year lease agreement, I knew with complete clarity that I wasn't going to be here long. I wondered what was the point, but it has been worth it. I've learned a vast amount, professionally, and I've been confronted with realizations about myself as well.
Still and all, the New Town position was only for ten months and as the Christmas holidays approached, I new I had to start looking around me for the next step. That's when I saw an opening at the Lake Town Public Library. I was interviewed and offered the job just in time to give two weeks' notice. Last Monday I began a week of training for a very complicated job that promises to offer a lot of professional growth. Two days later I found a beautiful little apartment only a 10 minute walk from the library. Somehow all the pieces will fall into place, and in a month's time I will once more be back there again.
There is one puzzling piece to this story. My dear friends and former spiritual director are moving from The First Place to New Town. Why are they being brought here just as I am leaving? I don't understand that part, but I know if I pay attention, that will be made clear with time.
Through the whole process, from last May to today, I feel a very strong nudging to not worry (my default setting), to not fret over the whys and hows, but to relax, let go, be patient, and let God give something to me, whatever it may be, rather than try to make something happen on my own. I find it difficult, and yet I have to say He is doing a fine job of it! This just might be when I finally learn to trust.
As far as journeys go, I have enjoyed being here, but am very glad to be going back again.