My Southwest Trip - Homeless, Moving on

Spring

After living for eight years in a historic apartment in Northampton, the last being a year of crazy efforts to save the house from collapse, I was forced to move out in March.   They decided they were not savvy landlords and could no longer rent the place.  They would get no argument from me.  

Homelessness is an unfamiliar place to be and the fact that I'll potentially need $5K to get a new apartment makes me take stock of what I have in my life.  I don't have money.  I do have flexibility and that may be more valuable as I find myself getting older and assessing what I've yet to do.  I've not really had a Bucket List but this may be the time to start one.

Friends and family help me purge, pack, and store my belongings, and schlep up to my next place, housesitting.  Now, after six weeks of house sitting in Conway on a beautiful 100 acres that I mostly didn’t see because I was transitioning work so that I could pack up again and head to Taos, New Mexico.  Many signs point me in that direction.  I don’t know what is next but my sightseeing focus has shifted to solitude and healing.

  

A couple of months ago, I was introduced to a woman in Taos, New Mexico via email through an organization for which I do life story transcription.  We both have horses in common - mine in my dreams and she in her life-long reality.  This horsewoman is eighty-four and has five wild horses on her five acres - in the midst of a wilderness forest outside Taos.

The ranch below Tu-Qua

She could use help and invited me to come visit and we'd talk horses.  Her openness and my flexibility seem a good match and we make plans for me to arrive in May.  Since she's heading to Alaska to see family then, I'll house-sit while she's gone.  Oh, and she lives in an Earthship! I don’t know what is next but my sightseeing focus has shifted to solitude and healing.