My horrific semester ended last Wednesday. Okay, it wasn’t really horrific, but it sure wasn’t great.
Thursday morning at 5:07 am, I waited in 16 degree temperatures for a train to take me to Philadelphia. From there, I got on a plane, waited an hour while mechanics tried to fix said plane, and finally 6 hours later, landed in Los Angeles.
The moment I landed, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I’m not sure it’s because I idealize California, or if it was my soul finally feeling free. Maybe it was the realization that my only commitments were a Christmas concert at church on Sunday. It might have been the 60 degree temperature. Whatever it was, I felt relief wash over me.
There’s something so special about reconnecting with old friends. When I was in California last time, I only had a few short hours with Kristi. I knew that wasn’t enough. This time we had about two and a half days together and it was so rejuvenating.
When you spend time with someone who just “gets” you, you feel so valued. We talked through some things that I had been pondering, as well as writing about, for a while. I think my thoughts are slowly starting to come together. This semester did not allow much breathing room. Having time to process some things was very freeing.
I know I’ve said this in another blog post, but California fits me. I love the laid back and chill attitude, the warm sun, and the palm trees. It feels like home. Something in my soul sighed contentedly.
Of course, the idea of moving is overwhelming. It’s a huge change from my small corner of Pennsylvania. And I don’t know if it ever will manifest in a move, but feeling a sense of belonging there made me realize that moving to California isn’t just a pipe dream. It’s something I might end up pursuing. I’ll be finished with school by this time next year, and I’m way more open to a big move if given the opportunity.
Last night I was thinking about all these things while designing some Christmas gifts in Illustrator. NEEDTOBREATHE came across my playlist and this line spoke to me
Cause if you never leave home, never let go, you’ll never make it to the great unknown.”
Okay NEEDTOBREATHE, I hear you.
I think it’s true, though. I have to be open to leaving behind my comfort zone. If I never leave, I may never experience the great plans God has for me. And I know God can use me wherever I am, but I also want to take a great leap of faith.
This winter break I’ll be putting in more time and effort into an editing job. My dad is a general editor of a book for a very specific theology, and he’s taking me on as a copy editor. I’m really excited to start this job of editing. It will be something I can show potential employers and that’s thrilling and terrifying.
It’s all starting to fall into place. I am reminded every day that life is a series of following God’a path. You never know where that will lead you.