steps not leaps

We've put a deposit on a three bedroom house with an ocean view in Mexico. It's cement-y and tile-y, and the made by hand feel of things makes this girl think of a summer house. The street isn't paved, but the yard is, and could likely fit a dozen cars and maybe even a small tractor. The living room windows open to the sounds, the smells and the air of the Pacific. There's a little kitchen that's waiting for it's appliances, and the trial runs of my new phase of Mexican cooking.
We will each have our own work/studio room, though these can always be used for overnight guests, should any of you want to venture down here.

Trent called me tonight to remind me how cool I was, and that I rocked. He read to me from Jospeh Campbell. I can't recall verbatim, but the essence is this:

The big question is whether you are going to be able to say a hearty yes to your adventure.


Here I take another step toward bliss.