Monday, March 23, 2009

An End of a Season

An end of a Season

The time is fast approaching when I will get in my motorhome and drive away. I have been in the bay area for about five years now. I came here on a temporary job working with a friend. The job and a friendship ended three years ago. While I have been here, I have made new friends and had some good times. Now I am preparing to leave. A long time ago, when I was a teenager, I was overflowing with angst or whatever. I was in to poetry and for some reason memorized this section of a poem.

Ah, when to the hearts of man
Was it ever less that treason
To go with the drift of things
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

As I have gotten older, I often reflected on this poem and how true in was in my life. I have never been able to "go with the drift of things" and yielding with a grace to reason; forget it. There have been a lot of ends to both loves and seasons. Probably true in your life too.

Now I am facing another end of a season. Living in a place, you just get comfortable. It occupied by friends. You know where everything is. The gas station, the grocery store, or the Movie Theater. It’s reassuring. Relaxing. Comfortable. Having a sense of place. I think somewhere in our DNA, there is a gene that make us crave a place of our own.

I have been preparing to leave for a couple of months now and I finally see that the time is coming near. Someone once said that "if you never travel it's like reading only one page out of book." But I like that page. The pictures warm my heart and the words comfort me.

There is good reason to go. I hope its not true, that other phrase someone else said, "that you can never go home". I need to start a new season. But, it would be nice to think that I could come back here and feel I am home.