A decision that was gradual coming, but each time I considered it, the benefits outweighed the stasis.
That is not to say it was easy.
That is definitely not to say I didn't have stress coming to this point.
I'm resigning my position as a co-op member of the Mud Buddies who sell pottery at the Tailgate Market here in Black Mountain NC every Saturday morning during the spring, summer and fall.
I said out loud to a friendly crowd in church that I felt that my 94 year old body couldn't do what my 14 year old mind wanted to do. NOTE, I'm only 74, and many people confronted me on pretending to be 20 years older. But I THOUGHT I actually said 74.
Anyway, I was standing in front of this group after two days of selling. And my breathing during the evening and night following that said WHOA! So my lungs told my mouth to say 94, apparently.
And I also described the feeling of jumping off a cliff, into an abyss, like the Fool card in the Tarot Deck. I'm trusting the universe to show me a new way to live, to sell my pottery. Because I'm still making it!
I hope that something opens up. But for now I've got several orders to fill, and that is enough to keep me busy until the end of the year!
Within us is the soul of the whole, the wise silence, the universal beauty, the eternal One.
Ralph Waldo Emerson