We have been back on Trailer Life mode for almost a week.
It didn’t take long to slip into the groove of living in the Pod. As much as I hated leaving our new home in Sechelt, I immediately felt the untethered lightness of being on the road.
On the road, I find it easier to gain perspective on my life. I realize I take myself with me wherever I travel, but geographical distance seems to somehow lend me more of an emotional distance. I float a little above the day-to-day-ness of life, observing it with a certain scientific detachment, as if viewing my life from an eagle’s cloud height or like in a plane, looking down at the quilted patterns of a town’s fields, the little toy cars, the dotting of dogs and horses and there, over there, isn’t that Colleen walking her tiny trail into town?
Lives unfolding – all our dreams and dramas – have a tendency to diminish with the distance granted by a long-range perspective.
Perhaps that is why there are so many willing new citizens in little Mexican beach towns. It’s hard to remember why you took your daily existence so seriously when you have lots of sand between your toes.
Maybe road dust has the same magical properties?
I’m not sure. But then, am I ever sure about much?
I do know this: I love having a home. I love my art space. I love books and journals and music and knowing where everything is, surrounded by art and all that is ours.
But my, oh my, I love looking around the next corner too.
Yesterday we stopped for an iced coffee in Winlaw. It was scorching hot and the patio and iced coffee sounded like a fine plan. Looking around we realized that Roberts Creek did not have a corner on alternative lifestyles. We overheard two earnest young women commiserating over the Aries-like behaviours of a mutual friend. “Oh, I know just what you’re talking about,” said the one in her black T-shirt, “my mother is an Aries.”
Well of course.
So maybe I’m just being overly very Gemini-like with my constant stay-or-go, to-or-fro, here-or-there tendencies.
I should have bought those women a drink and asked.