Last weekend, as I laid my hand upon my son’s forehead, as I do every night before bed to bless him, he said mom, “You feel light!”.
He was right!
I was light!
We were spending the first night away in a ski condo that we had rented for the season. We are privileged to be sharing this condo with friends whom we alternate weeks with.
Nine months previous, I had decided that we were going to find a way to rent a condo up at the ski hill. I didn’t know how it was going to happen, but shortly afterwards someone found us and asked us if we wanted to share.
It was affordable.
At the bottom of a ski run and chairlift.
A dream came true!
I am holding lightly to the daily rhythm of life.
I hold tightly to my vision for my family. The freedom that I want to create where time and money are of no consequence. I want to have a full-time family.
My son is so perceptive and right.
I feel light in this place.
Light that comes from a goal being achieved.
Light that comes from being with my boys in a beautiful place.
Light that comes from just being me and allowing things to unfold.
Full of wonder.
Allowing my heart and mind to dream.
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Oh how I love and miss skiing at Silver Star. Enjoy your time there. Such a great mountain. 🏂😍
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