I’m in this quandary right now. I’d go. My husband not so much. So we wait and then I will see. But will not stay if things keep going down this Russian Rabbit Hole.
I think many feel the quandary right now. I know several who have moved away, live as ex-pats, and are quite content. There was a time when my late husband and I were actively looking to leave, mostly for economic reasons...to be able to find an affordable place to live where we could simply do our crafts, enjoy being alive, and not have to worry about affording a roof over our heads, plus, plus. Now, I wonder if what we're facing isn't truly a global issue—meaning that the grass isn't greener anywhere if we don't stop the pestilence that's killing our green growth. Thanks for sharing your perspective. Keep me posted!
Well, I clap when landing simply because I’m not a fan of flying. But I get your point. I do not take responsibility for what “America” does. Yet I understand that it can be a problem for Americans traveling abroad.
Thank you so much for this, Shelley. I have been sad and angry and most of all tired. I will take your words to heart and move forward one breath at a time.
It certainly can be exhausting. But what is invigorating is the response to this post and what I'm seeing others share about benefiting from a shifted focus to seeing the world from another point of view. Almost like getting a reminder to pay more attention to what is meaningful as a way of shutting down what threatens to destroy it. So good to hear from you 💌
I don’t want to play anymore either. Not running away but rather running towards a hopeful new chapter. Leaving in June for Dom. Rep. for a few months then maybe on to France for a year! Who knows… What I do know is that my mental, spiritual and physical are now my priorities and staying here with a daily barrage of horror, challenges that beyond measure. I’m worth saving. And HE and Muskatini will not rob me of joy at this stage of my life. Done.
I understand. What you describe is exactly what spurred the 3-year roadtrip Joe and I took from 2017-2020. Let nothing rob you of your joy! Sending you love and light to encompass your journey 💛
I’m in this quandary right now. I’d go. My husband not so much. So we wait and then I will see. But will not stay if things keep going down this Russian Rabbit Hole.
I think many feel the quandary right now. I know several who have moved away, live as ex-pats, and are quite content. There was a time when my late husband and I were actively looking to leave, mostly for economic reasons...to be able to find an affordable place to live where we could simply do our crafts, enjoy being alive, and not have to worry about affording a roof over our heads, plus, plus. Now, I wonder if what we're facing isn't truly a global issue—meaning that the grass isn't greener anywhere if we don't stop the pestilence that's killing our green growth. Thanks for sharing your perspective. Keep me posted!
Yes. But right now I’m ashamed to be an American. My mom was an immigrant.
Every time we left the country and returned, as soon as plane wheels hit the runway she’d say God Bless America.
Remember when we used to clap when the plane landed?
Well, I clap when landing simply because I’m not a fan of flying. But I get your point. I do not take responsibility for what “America” does. Yet I understand that it can be a problem for Americans traveling abroad.
Thank you so much for this, Shelley. I have been sad and angry and most of all tired. I will take your words to heart and move forward one breath at a time.
It certainly can be exhausting. But what is invigorating is the response to this post and what I'm seeing others share about benefiting from a shifted focus to seeing the world from another point of view. Almost like getting a reminder to pay more attention to what is meaningful as a way of shutting down what threatens to destroy it. So good to hear from you 💌
I sang that…beautiful post! Very inspiring.
I know, I've been humming it now for days as I wrote! Thank you, Lisa. We need to take turns holding each other up these days.
I don’t want to play anymore either. Not running away but rather running towards a hopeful new chapter. Leaving in June for Dom. Rep. for a few months then maybe on to France for a year! Who knows… What I do know is that my mental, spiritual and physical are now my priorities and staying here with a daily barrage of horror, challenges that beyond measure. I’m worth saving. And HE and Muskatini will not rob me of joy at this stage of my life. Done.
I understand. What you describe is exactly what spurred the 3-year roadtrip Joe and I took from 2017-2020. Let nothing rob you of your joy! Sending you love and light to encompass your journey 💛