Change

The posts about Maesa Elephant Camp will continue tomorrow :)

Lately I've been de-cluttering and reorganizing my entire life. I'm been putting pictures into scrapbooks, updating journals, purchasing storage bins for my various odds and ends (and covering them with cute sarongs and candles...viola! Instant end table), labeling everything. This clearing out of cobwebs, this putting everything in its place reflects an internal shift. I feel like I'm starting to wake up after a long, tumultuous nap. Feathering my nest, plastering the walls with pictures of loved ones....this is how I fill the quiet hours when I'm too content to go anywhere, but too energized to sit still.

I feel like I'm on the brink of something wonderful, like I'm about to jump headlong into Getting It. And, well, this feeling has just become stronger since the day I mailed in my overseas ballot (after an annoying re-registration process). I would like to think that I'm picking up on something that has been coursing through the American collective unconscious during this whole election process. Eight godawful years are over. OVER. Yes, there are still major shitstorms that will continue into the next few years. Yes, our future leader will make mistakes. However, I just can't help but think that there are some exciting and hopeful times ahead.

I'm half a world away (and, UGH, will be teaching when the polls officially close and therefore unable to access the internet!), but I can feel this electric hum, this anticipation, this KNOWING that we deserve better.

Here's hoping!!

For a short and sweet (and significantly better) post about all of this, head on over to Will's blog. I've never heard anyone say it better, and actually just wrote all of the stuff above so that I could share this link!