One year ago today we woke up for the first time in our apartment here in Austin. Two years ago we were just settling in to me being stuck in Canada waiting through an unexpected immigration delay while Bill spent 2/3s of his time staying with and caring for his elderly parents in the US.
Today, our dear friends and architects will see our land, future home of The Cedars Event Center. To say my heart is full would be a gross understatement!!!
Let this new chapter begin - woohoo!!!
For many years my theme song has been Natasha Bedingfield’s song “Unwritten”. So many powerful words but these stand out:
“Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find”
There are times in our lives when someone else writes pages in our book that we didn’t want in our story line. Pages we would love to rip right out and tear up, stomp on and then burn.
Those pages leave us with choices.
- Will we live the rest of our lives bitter or jaded?
- Will we forever define ourselves as a victim and wear that as our identity?
- Will we let the pain soften our hearts and make us a safer person for others?
- Will we choose to not let anyone close or choose to love deeply and wholly?
Like most of you reading this, Bill and I have lived many tough years. Today is a significant step in creating a place where we can create a place where we invite others to find peace, hope, support, love, fun and healing. Where new choices and new beginnings can happen. A place where new pages can be written in other people’s books.
Cedars are symbolic of healing, cleansing and rituals of protection. So appropriate.
I couldn’t possibly feel more blessed. The only words that fit right now are “glorious redemption”. The tough places in my life being turned into something that can bring healing and hope. It doesn’t get any better.
What chapter from your past needs to be closed?
What new chapter do you want to start writing?
What supports do you need to write that new chapter?
Posted on Thu, October 22, 2015
by Marilyn Orr filed under