Thursday, July 8, 2010

The View from Way up Here...

from where I sit now thing look different.
its not just the elevation....the elation of finally being home. 
its somewhere between the rockie mountain peaks and the cool depths of the lake. 
between the clouds that are as often below as above here.
 
its been a long climb and I am tired.  
but its the kind of tired that fills you with joy as you looks around and behold the wonder that you would have missed if you had stayed way down there. 
 
joy.

i'd exhale but the air tastes so good I want to keep it in.
maybe that's why I have been disconnected from the clickety click of this keyboard?
to busy infusing myself with every molecule of this fresh mountain air.
oxygen, clean like my lungs have never known


it is time to re group
time to settle in
to unpack
find our new rhythm
play
make friends
splash in the very cold lake feed by the snow capped mountains and slowly melting glaciers

I make us extra large mason jars full of home made ice tea early in the morning.
the family favorite so far is black currant hibiscus sweetened with blue agave nectar..sipped directly from the jar in the hot summer sun

we make the trek down the very steep mountain side to the town core
inhale the aromas of lake/pine/coffee/nag champa/hot pavement/wet pavement/garlic/korma....
city and mountain collide and the i am intoxicated by it

my beautiful children marvel at the architecture, 
the many colorful people
the many languages the dance on the breeze...we want to learn them all
they are giddy about all of the home schooled kids
they have made best buds and kindred spirits
they feel more at home then they have EVER and for that I am abundantly grateful
they (meaning Noah for the most part) are throwing tantrums and yelling at each other
they are finding their groove
I am loosing my patience and then, by the grace of the goddess, finding it again

our home is in town
it has been years since we lived IN town
laundry lines
bicycling to the store
neighbourhood parties
the smell of coffee being roasted in the cafes early in the morning wafting up the hillside

it is different and I like it 

4 comments:

kristine said...

I've been thinking of you!!
I understand totally the climb up, the filling your lungs with fresh air...
I'm so happy that you are in such a lovely place!

Hope the settling in continues on in every way you hope for...

Kimberly said...

Oh I'm glad for you!

I was missing you just yesterday, deep pang in the heart sort of missing. I'm glad the life that has drawn you away from the Cariboo has gifted you with so much wonder and delight!

Casey Hunt said...

I have been craving an update. ;) Your words fill me with inspiration to head out this beautiful, Saturday morning and find my own lingering coffee smell. Looking forward to more....

ChristyG said...

Ah, so beautiful, Jen! You gotta love Nelson for all the magic it offers... not to mention the magic that your family offers to Nelson. I loved reading your updates. Thank you!