Wednesday, June 23, 2010

I Knew It!

At a Christmas party last year I met a contract attorney who was also in the midst of developing the world's greatest skin care line. This skin care line was her passion, the contracting merely a means to pay for it.

One weekend she took a trip to New Mexico by herself. While she was there, she figured out that developing a skin care line, the world's best, was what she was meant to do with her life. I have spent many weekends in Santa Fe, and have had many margaritas there, but have never had any visions or great enlightenment. Clearly I need to either upgrade or downgrade my tequila.

She also told me that she always knew that she was meant to live in Colorado. I asked her if she had ever been to Colorado before she made that decision and she said she hadn't. She just knew.

Which made me feel a little less crazy about my feeling that I am meant to live in the Pacific Northwest. Now, that feeling did come over some margaritas. I remember the exact night I decided that, and I haven't changed my mind since. It just feels right. And there is no rational basis for me to feel this way because (until this week) I had never been.

So that's kind of an awful lot for a place to live up to. But it did. Being in the Pacific Northwest has only confirmed to me further that I am totally meant to live here. This is where I am meant to be, yet not at all possible. It's a weird thing, that - to live in a place that feels a bit left of center to your very being.

Tomorrow we head from the Cascades back through Seattle and up to coast near the Motherland (Canada).


  1. Love it. I did the same thing with minoring in chemistry, despite having crappy math skills and never having taken a chemistry class in my life. I declared it and did it, and I still think it was the best thing I ever did. :)

  2. This is not totally unlike, but a little unlike, my choosing to come to Pretty Big City. "Unlike" in that it was upon visting Pretty Big City that I knew I was meant to live here. But "like" in that upon visiting Pretty Big City, I knew I was meant to live here. I can't explain it except to say that the moment I stepped foot into this place, I felt completely *centered*. It was an awesome feeling, and I mean that in the *awe* kind of way, not the Valley Girl kind of way.

    You will get to the pacific northwest; it might just take some time. Until then, visit yearly. For real! Then, when it comes time for you to move, you will know exactly what place you'll want to call home.

  3. People always feel like they are sposed to live in the place they vacation in. Real life isnt the same. Think about what it would be like to have the same drudge you have now but in a different place where you dont know anyone or have any social life, know where things are, how to get to places etc etc. Then decide if you are meant to live there :O)

    Your tell it like it is kick in the pants friend :O)

  4. I wish I had that same feeling about living in the PacNW. It would make my life (and Peter's) supremely easier.