I pull out of the garage, and head up the road.  I pass by restaurants, businesses, stores, hustle and bustle.  People all over, doing all sorts of things in these places…but I’m driving through a ghost town.

Look on social media, see the current news and events, observe passionate reactions from all sides…yet it’s history repeating itself and people repeating their patterns.

Many people consider it depression when you stop doing things you used to love, enjoy, or have fun with.  Many think in order to reignite spark within themselves, they need to go back to what they use to love.  Maybe in some cases depression is at play in that…but another reality is that an ascension happens, and that shift often includes permanent residence outside the purview of what was once thought to be fulfilling.  From this perspective, it’s counterintuitive to go back to anything from before and expect to find fulfillment and growth.  It’s in the past because it served the purpose it needed to.  It actually starts to feel depressive in attempts to go back, signaling that there is no real return…

My younger son wanted a puppy more than anything in the world.  He was very consistent over time with asking, begging, pleading…the desire didn’t dwindle for him.  It was almost three full years of him asking, and me saying it wasn’t quite the right time.  I wanted timing, resources, being ready myself, to all line up.

After all, getting the puppy wasn’t going to be just for him or for both kids…the puppy would be mine full time to take care of when the kids aren’t with me, which is roughly half the time…so I also had to make the conscious choice of opening up to the life changing event for myself.  I hadn’t had a pet in 7 years…