Childhood, for many of us, is a carefree time, filled with warm memories. It can also be a time to return to when navigating the rocky passages and troubled
waters in one's life. I found this to be true last weekend in particular.
I am from Ohio. Spent my early childhood years in Marblehead. Most people haven't heard of it, and that's a pity. It's near Sandusky and Cedar Point, which is what most people have heard of.
Be that as it may, it was a great place to live. I returned there this weekend on a solo trip, sans husband or family. No distractions, which was the purpose of this getaway. It was a self-imposed retreat and spiritual journey. There is a crossroads that I am facing in my personal life, and I needed to be at a place where I could be in the familiar and find a center within myself for much needed self-inventory and reflection and to start the process of redirection in my life.
No, I didn't solve every problem. But, I did regain the focus I've been searching for. I did make a few general decisions and a rough draft of how I want to proceed with the rest of my life. It was a good start on that process and it was a good start on much needed soul-searching.
It was also one of the hardest weekends I have ever spent in my life.
No itinerary, no distractions. No companion. By myself, all alone. Yet, not lonely. A time to face what we all must face sooner or later: Our own selves, by our selves.
I am still at the crossroads. But, now I have the compass settings and the directions to this particular map. I can now see where each road leads.
And that's a good start.
I am from Ohio. Spent my early childhood years in Marblehead. Most people haven't heard of it, and that's a pity. It's near Sandusky and Cedar Point, which is what most people have heard of.
Be that as it may, it was a great place to live. I returned there this weekend on a solo trip, sans husband or family. No distractions, which was the purpose of this getaway. It was a self-imposed retreat and spiritual journey. There is a crossroads that I am facing in my personal life, and I needed to be at a place where I could be in the familiar and find a center within myself for much needed self-inventory and reflection and to start the process of redirection in my life.
No, I didn't solve every problem. But, I did regain the focus I've been searching for. I did make a few general decisions and a rough draft of how I want to proceed with the rest of my life. It was a good start on that process and it was a good start on much needed soul-searching.
It was also one of the hardest weekends I have ever spent in my life.
No itinerary, no distractions. No companion. By myself, all alone. Yet, not lonely. A time to face what we all must face sooner or later: Our own selves, by our selves.
I am still at the crossroads. But, now I have the compass settings and the directions to this particular map. I can now see where each road leads.
And that's a good start.
