Gone Gone Going

Well, Katimavik is over.
And I already had the courage to hitch hike from Winnipeg to BC and back. 
And my time at the Sun Farm is over, for now. 

Now I'm at this place I used to call my "home."  I suppose it is, as my parents are here, my friends and the place I grew up, but it doesn't feel much like "home."  In fact, I don't really feel like I have just one home anymore.  Hence, the desire to go here, hence the continuing desire to go here there and everywhere. 

I'm realizing more and more what love is, and how blessed I am to have so much to cherish and so much to give in this life.  I know what it's like to leave those I love, and to find that independance I need from those that will always be there for me. 

I know better how to deal with my emotions, how to express myself and be at ease with my decisions and whatever comes at me. 

I've learned so much, and yet it seems like nothing has really changed.  But now, I haven't any fear of being radical, different or just doing what really makes sense to me.  I have courage, and that's the biggest difference.

Right now, I miss my family and friends at the farm.  Sure, they're not blood related, but they will always be in my heart.  Their perspectives changed so much for me, and I don't think I can ever forget that.  So I'll be back there some day, I'm sure.  The uncertainty hurts sometimes, but in good time, I will become more at ease with it. 
For now, my next adventure is back to Chisasibi!  Now, I guess it's my turn to inspire.

So here goes!!!