Thursday, January 6, 2011

Following ghosts

Ghost of Downtown Halifax Ghost of Downtown Halifax

Right beside the graveyard of the Chronicle Herald were these two stickers on the chain link fence encompassing the lot. My husband discovered them, I am kind of oblivious to details like this which is such a shame because I love these ghost stickers. I would have hated to miss them. It made me think that someone feels the same way about this eyesore. And that Halifax is a pretty paranormal city. There is a big part of me that wishes I lived there. I have never been a city person but living out in a horrendous burbs without parks or sidewalks, I am starting to reconsider.

Driving Home
Driving home from downtown

I have to come to terms with the fact that my pagan path might be over. I have no connection to nature anymore. I of course still care for it with every breathe of my body but it does not speak back to me. I feel like she has broken up with me and nothing I say or do makes a difference. If this is truly the case, then it makes me reconsider a lot. I always thought that when I got back to BC I would live in the mountains or by the ocean again. Now I am beginning to think that the city is where I need to be.

If I have learned one thing since moving to Nova Scotia, I no longer want to feel isolated. I also need my freedom of movement back. I want to be able to get out and do stuff. As much as I love being home in my fantastic kitchen, I also need to quite frankly, get a life. Nova Scotia is the worst place I have ever lived for a non-driver and if you are disabled? You are screwed.

Of course I have no idea how we could ever afford to live in a city but I am going to stay open to that possibility. It is not as if it is going to happen anytime soon but I am keeping all my options open.

My pagan path may have come to an end but I will follow my instincts and inner voice. Perhaps they will help me reconnect with nature when I get back home but for now, I will follow the ghosts and let go of the trees.

4 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

It's good to be open to new possibilities!

Her Speak said...

I Love being a city kitty--I wouldn't have it any other way. And honestly, cost wise, it's more economical. I walk to work, food is less expensive and the variety available to you is amazing, if you rent--someone else shovels your side walk!! Not to mention all the art and music and weirdos you meet. :)

The "Dark Night of The Soul" thing is tough. It sucks. No doubt about it. But maybe it's not abandoning the path--maybe you need something new from the path? I'm not a tree hugger either, but I've discovered new deep ways for the goddess to sing to me. You've got good Guts. You'll know what to do. :)

So much Love and Best of Luck on your path! Blessings~*
Molly

Linnea said...

Suzie, I agree with Molly. Perhaps the path is changing. Perhaps it is changing away from paganism. I know mine is changing so much I couldn't give it a name. I know it's not the traditional religion of the majority of my family and friends. It seems as if this is a time rife with change for many, so you certainly aren't alone.

I also agree with you *and* Molly about the 'burbs vs. the city. If I didn't have kids in the (better) suburban schools, I'd put this house on the market and move in town in a heartbeat. I do drive, and still feel horribly isolated here, on the edges of my hometown in an area I didn't even know existed growing up in the city. (Not trying to make this about me; just letting you know I relate.)

Ghosts are often excellent guides. I'd say you're on to something here.

holly said...

I am not a suburb kind of girl and loved when we lived in the country when I was a young girl but living in the city has its advantages. I am not fond of my city, but I am firmly convinced the only reason I stay somewhat sane is that we are so close to the river and I love seeing how it and the landscape around it changes from season to season. I have not been able to walk along the riverfront in nearly a year and it is wreaking havoc with my moods. Even in the city there are places to commune with nature. We have one car so I have to walk or bike when my hubby has the car, which is every day, walking is my quiet time. I dream of living in the country again, but I enjoy the convenience that the city provides and I love my neighbourhood, it makes living here a bit more bearable. I do not enjoy my city either.