Dallas, I really do hate Dallas… I don’t think there is any better way to talk about caretaking of the soul until you truly understand what the soul does not like and my soul does not like Dallas. Why? Well, it is flat, the trees are unhappy, the weather is hot and muggy and gloomy (unlike New Orleans where there is a shimmer to the air when it is hot and muggy.) The people, I could go on and on about plastic people living in boxes and I know most of you would thing, California right off the top of your head. But nope! At least in California the plastic people are interesting. These plastic people are just; well they are just… plastic.
So why am I going on and on about Dallas? I have been here almost 5 years now (January) and I have been working as a consultant, living in a hotel. The company I have been working for has made me many a job offer, but none that have been even close to tempting. They have finally put one on the table that will match what I am doing now. I should take it; I really, really should take it. But, I can’t do it. I am fine as long as I am not ‘permanent’ here, that I have my house and I know that is where I live, but, the thought of living in Dallas? Nightmares and shudders.
So, I am going to turn it down and plan on heading back to my house in Arizona at the end of the year and then plan the where do I want to go from here moment in time.
I was reading a blog over at Cabinet of wonders ( http://cabinet-of-wonders.blogspot.com/2007/07/babylon-pavement-paradises.html ) on the creation of pavement gardens and it made me smile. The thought of stepping back and being part of nature just made me peaceful and relaxed.
Tomorrow I move out of my hotel and into a friends house for the last 3 months here in Dallas, I am looking forward to it and I am also sad. I will miss my hotel and how very well they have taken care of me. After all, it has been 5 years.
