GPS

As a therapist I often say, you have to start where you are. Today my own words haunted me while out running the dog round the streets. I was irritated with the pause of my adventure. I was pissed off at the riots (I know- but I was owning my feelings) which made my loose plan take this detour and delay.

I hadn't realised my pissed-offish-ness until yesterday when I caught myself growling under my breath (and not at the dog). I was feeling anxious, irritated and glum.

Suddenly at around 2km my brain switched. Of course!

I had to grieve the last phase of my life. I left behind my lovely home, which I truly enjoyed and which is now in the 'hands' of good tenants, but I still needed to grieve it. Grief is a very wide range of not-so-nice emotions that show up whenever the body perceives a loss. (They can also accumulate - but that's a different blog post)

I needed to start where I am. And in that moment I was watching the dog give a very intense nasal inspection of random blades of grass. Fully focused on the now.

The ideas started coming in, and I realised that any journey needs to calibrate the starting point.

My starting point is a city I love, Jozi. I started planning how I can embellish my research for a tour I am presenting online for the Heritage foundation later this month and get some 'fun' in. Immediately I had a flash of booking a night at a local hotel.

And that's what I did. Of course, you will get the full scoop..

P.S this is a developing story- haha