August 17, 2020

There is a whole lot of unexpected excitement and love and enjoyment in the little things this summer. And yes, I keep writing the same thing. I am grateful. I am content. I am living in the moment to the best of my ability. I’m allowing myself to experience a sense of okay-ness in the unknown. And, my goodness, there is a lot of unknown these days. Or maybe it’s that there’s always been a fair amount of unknown and where we are globally is finally shedding some light on the mysterious nature of all the things.

So here I am, last week, almost by myself in a beautiful castle, @castellobracciano. Tourism has slowly but surely started to return, but the major question now is: for how long? What’s next? Is there more quarantine and confinement in our future? Are we able to start making plans for the fall? For next year? For our lives? My curiosity and propensity for overthinking loves all these questions. But I’m aware that that is not what this moment in time is for. Now is for now. Allowing the mystery to exist. Not knowing what’s next. Trying to remember that no one else really does either. Leaving behind the sometimes excessive desire to control things and just allow everything to simply be. Totally easy, right?