Signposts

I like to know where I am going.
When hiking, I am comforted when signposts appear and confirm we are on the right path. In life, the signposts can be harder to spot. George does a great job researching and planning our travel arrangements. The navigation is often directed by dates and costs to determine destinations. For example, because Liverpool was too expensive, we had a great experience when we opted to go to Warrington, England (16 miles from Liverpool) instead. A couple of other cities we hadn't heard of became new destinations due to logistics, cost, or extended-stays like Albisola Marina and Padua, Italy, and Cadaquez Spain. Again, we enjoyed those new places very much.

However, when we head back to the U.S. (via Iceland), the only certainties are a return cross-country road-trip to California, with a couple of stops to see friends (yay!). The next certainty is returning to Mérida, Yucatán Mexico around early October, and focus on our house. There will be plenty of work to do. (Plus learn Spanish!) The bigger questions I continue to ask are; what I am going to do for a new income-generating-career, and where else might we live outside of Mexico? I pray, write a lot, look for signs, and pay attention. Once in awhile I receive a message or sign that I know is for me personally and it warms my heart because I know the Lord hears me.

I am not proud to admit that sometimes when I receive suggestions from my husband, I get defensive and resistant. I know, it's crazy, but true. I don't want to be the old guy Brooks from' Shawshank Redemption' who couldn't make it on the 'outside' after being released from prison. Ever since I left my 'lifetime sentence' of corporate jobs ten months ago, I'm still learning what this freedom requires.

I am prone to tread the well-worn paths while the road less traveled, makes all the difference according to Robert Frost. Deep down, that is really the path I want to take! If only I would readily go that way. It's so natural for George, but he shouldn't have to drag me along while I resist most of the way. (Meshuggah I know!) Plus, I should also know, 'resistance is futile.' So as I figure out what I am willing to start doing, I will just take a step because sometimes you just have to get some motion started. Then keep moving one step at a time while looking for the next signpost to appear.