My husband just returned from spending six weeks on the west coast. He got to commune with our home once again and spend time on the gentle Pacific waters and marvel at the infinite mountains. Oh how my spirit cried when it saw these images of home. This is where we belong.
He also got to spend time in Victoria, my favourite city in Canada. This is the Empress Hotel, our home away from home. We stayed here when we were house hunting, when we would lose power during windstorms and right before we moved to Nova Scotia after our place had been packed up and ready to go. There was a giant Christmas tree in the front hall and all throughout the meandering hallways were different Christmas trees decorated by various companies. We also spent some time drinking sweet and potent alcohol-inspired coffees in the Bengal Lounge the night before we left. I think my spirit still haunts this building, for it is haunted. Do I have stories to tell!
My husband wandered the downtown core to keep me with him in spirit on his journey, take photographs of places we still need to visit when we come back. This is the Gatsby Mansion where we almost spent one Christmas but then I ended up going home that year with him instead. Like The Empress they serve high tea, something I have always wanted to try. One day, I will.
Before he left I asked him, told him, to tell the Pacific Ocean I wanted to come home and needed some help getting there. As promised, he whispered this request to the waters. As soon as I found that out, I felt better. I could let go. It is in her hands now. I just needed her to know for sure that we needed her help, she feels so far away from me here.
This is my home. This is where I haunt. This is where I must go back to, one day. I am not whole here. I am broken in half and no matter what I do, my spirit will not leave BC and I don't blame her. Why should she? I will go to her.
I would share photographs of my husband's homecoming but my camera is officially dead. I await the new one showing up at the store to be picked up. One hour before my husband landed I started to feel the weight on my spirit lift. I pulled a tarot card and it was of the seven of cups, a cup filled with many things including a rainbow. My friends showed up at the door and told me there was a giant rainbow outside and sure enough there was. They said from the highway it seemed to stop at my door.
My husband is my ray of light. My inspiration. He has come home blessed by the west, happy and relaxed. It reminds me of what our life was out west, when we were happy together. We will carry this like a touchstone back to our future alongside the Pacific Ocean.
9 comments:
Suzie, I'm so sad that you're missing home so much. When do you get to come back?? I'll remember you in this morning's pouring rain--thank you for reminding me how lucky I am to be here.
Hugs
I don't cry easily but this made me cry.
When can you go home again?
Surely it can't be long?
The first picture you posted reminded me of our holiday last year up to Alaska from Vancouver. The mountains were breathtaking and Glacier Bay could be my home. I felt peace like I had never felt before, just staring at the glaciers and mountains.
If you read my Facebook you will see an album of Alaska and the mountains and you might enjoy seeing them again..
Suzie, your post brought me to tears. Never have I read something so moving about a place they belong. I do hope you will be able to return home soon to where your spirit is. That you will be whole again.
I know how it is to feel you're in a place you don't belong. I know that I'm not where I belong, but I haven't found where it is that I do. But I know that out there is a place where my spirit wanders too.
That is the sweetest thing that your hubby did for you, bring your request. Going to go dry my eyes now. I hope with all my heart the Goddess brings you back to where you belong. Hugs and Bright Blessings.
I know the ocean heard you, be patient, but in my heart I know you will be home again. Your post have me goosebumps, I think it's The Empress, so stunning and majestic, just like the mountains. No wonder you're so homesick, it truly is a place of peace and beauty.
Suzie, you have a big blessing in your husband.. lean on him until you can move back home xoxo
Wishing you and trip to the west.
Coffee is on.
One of dearest friends, always wanted to take me to the west coast of Canada. He always told me how beautiful it is. Looking at these pictures, I wish we had gotten a chance to go. He's crossed over now.
I know you'll get a chance to go back to your true home.
I had to come and comment here. We spend the month of March in Victoria BC and it is my favourite city.
Sending you a hug
Rita
Like the Salmon of Wisdom, you'll return home again when the time is right!
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