I’ve done it. It’s official. There’s no turning back. It’s too late now.

I have officially relocated to the East Coast from the Other Side after seven years (Well, almost officially. I’m still in the air as I write this looking down through the clouds at thunderstorms and sunset tinged reflections in the sky). As the magnitude of my move settles over my being, I turn inward and gaze toward the Atlantic with hope looming in the future for the start of this new chapter in the book of my life as I wish to know it. I reflect back to the Pacific with many memories of getting up, getting out and moving on. And though I find myself wondering at times why on Earth I am uprooting myself from a place that has such a wonderful support system with so many years of adventures backing it, I know that the time is right and that this chapter of the book has been all played out. I remind myself that I also have a support system waiting for me at “home,” and that they have been there from the beginning. So far as I can tell, my place is on the East Coast…it’s where the land and water speak to me…it’s where I want to raise my own brood, at least until they need to run 3000 miles away and find themselves too!

Right now my heart feels broken and bruised because I’ve left my best friend, my heart sister, behind on the Other Side. But despite the tears and sadness, we both know that this new chapter must be written from different places. Our bonds run as deep as blood and we find ourselves lucky to have been shaped into the grown-ups we are today by our mutual experiences, impressions, soul-searching, random silly adventures, serious heart wrenching events and the myriad of daily joys encountered with regularity. We should (and will, after the initial heartbreak) count ourselves lucky that we’ve got each other still as a brilliant support team…no matter that a continent will divide our physical beings.

As for this blog…there’s been no mention of the BTD outright, but it’s there. Before finding this way of life, I never took the time to reflect on new beginnings and endings. I didn’t allow myself to revel in the emotion of a moment…good, bad or otherwise. I had no idea that the body could be made stronger and more resilient through calming practices. This blog is relevant for this day on this site because even though it doesn’t deal with food, it deals with how I’ve chosen to treat my self. In the same way that corn and chicken tell me with stunning speed that they are avoids for a reason, I have come to understand that not taking “time” (for any number of life things) has as immediate a bodily effect as does consuming an unbeneficial food item.

So hurray to all of us who strive in the miniscule moments of every day to live a highly beneficial life. Superb marks to us for even beginning to think of LIFE in terms of bennie, neutral and avoid. Go team for bothering to care enough to reach out and do the right thing. And most of all…thank goodness for our support networks that remind us of all the beneficial things we do daily when it feels like life is one giant Avoid.

Until next time…remain compliant as you can for today in all that you do and be well…