
As you may have read from my previous
blog post, I was absorbed for a few

weeks in the Pura Vida of Costa Rica. While there, I
continued to engage in my ongoing planting of seeds worldwide to determine
where my Spirit was calling me next. As a result, I was in communication with a gentleman in Florida I connected with via craigslist who had a room offered in
exchange for work. The work was a very worthy charity that I could easily align
with and provide major assistance in a variety of ways. I was almost at the
point of going directly to Florida from Costa Rica. For a number of reasons I was
guided to stick with my previous set itinerary of returning to California. However,
I figured it would be a quick turn around on my way back to the Sunshine State.
My excitement to be back in Florida near my beach clouded my vision regarding
this particular work-exchange in the
beginning.
Cloudy or not, it became clear
to me that the communication between this man and I was definitely not on the
same page. Disappointment was a fleeting emotion as I promptly called to the
Universe, “Next!” I must admit, due to the possible situation that wasn’t meant
to be, in my mind I was already in Florida. There I was happily running,
walking and strolling on my warm beach. There were my Dolphin Friends welcoming
me back with a joyous display. The Y was just waiting for me to bring back my
smile and energy to volleyball. I was there! Now to figure out how to flow my
way there physically as well.

California, of course, had its blessings too. While I didn’t
let very many folks know I was back since I planned on leaving soon, I did get
to spend some quality time with my family….Mom and Dad, Tasha and Jeffrey (my
kids for any new readers) and extended family. My Sis, Seal (my pet name for
her – ok, if you must know, mine is Shell), her boyfriend, Paul and her son
Paul came all the way down from Washington for a visit. It was a blessing for
my presence there to coincide with theirs. Even my musically gifted nephew,
Greg, made an appearance a few times and entertained us
with his exquisite
guitar and mesmerizing voice.

Meanwhile, I hunted through listings, posted ads, mailed
requests looking for ways to sustain myself in Florida. Among my efforts, I
looked to find someone interested in trading their house in Nokomis for my land
in Costa Rica. If you are interested in checking it out, I even made a
Facebookpage to that end and postings on
craigslist. What I thought would only be days
or weeks became a month until I was actually ready to do something. Yes, it was
still kinda vague but I had a couple strong possibilities lined up one being
that of renting a room from a delightful lady named Elizabeth. Still hoping for
something that would allow me to have my own place or a work/exchange or
something that got me on Casey Key……I headed for the unknown in that magnetic
area that kept pulling me back over and over again. Stay tuned for the magic
that burst forth when I arrived…..
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