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EXPLORING OUR CONNECTION TO PEOPLE AND PLACE

I have decided to stay in Sicily for the time being. Not forever, but indefinitely.

Some of you may think this is old news. Actually, it’s not. I may have suggested the possibility, but I honestly wasn’t sure. The decision was agonizing. I was depressed. I wasn’t walking, wasn’t practicing yoga, wasn’t even stretching. I was contracting. Literally and figuratively. I was sleeping a LOT: long nights and daily naps. Eating everything, including, of course, gelato and cannoli. Just so much to consider… bills to pay, struggles with AT&T, job opportunities, health insurance…

My visa technically expires June 1. I thought it was June 15. At the moment, I can’t get an extension. Italy is on track to open up. The trains are running regularly. On Monday, shops will open as well. June 1st, more restaurants will be serving the local delights.

Meanwhile, I went shopping today. People are wearing masks. The lines for groceries are no longer unruly. For the most part, people keep the respected distance. Small children ride their bikes alongside a parent. Dogs run freely and stray cats are multiplying. People seem jaunty. The community is smiling.

Who knows what will happen tomorrow. What will happen next week. The future, more than ever, is a mystery.

I tend to overthink things. At least, BIG things. Deciding to stay in a foreign country during a worldwide pandemic seems like one of those things that deserves extra consideration. What if overstaying meant I wasn’t allowed back? When? Well, … later. Like, next year… The absurdity of that thought finally made me laugh.

Next year? No one knows what is happening next week, let alone next year.

I simply cannot bring myself to purchase a plane ticket right now. I cannot see myself in an airport two weeks from today.

So today I bought bottles of shampoo, conditioner, body gel, and hand soap. A bit of a commitment, moving up from travel size and whatever came with my Airbnb. I’ll probably leave before the bottles are empty. Or maybe not.

I also bought flowers, another plant of purple blossoms. And feeling amazingly calm and happy, I circled back, laden down with bags hung on my shoulders and occupying my hands, and… I bought myself a single cannolo.

Right now, this is all I need. Me looking out at the sea. Sitting on my balcony in Sicily. Drinking Italian coffee and enjoying sweetened fresh ricotta cheese. Right now, this is everything.

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope

For hope would be for the wrong thing; wait without love

For love would be of the wrong thing; there is yet faith

But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.

Wait without thoughts, for you are not ready for thought:

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing. – T. S. Eliot, East Coker (#2 of the Four Quartets)

Hope and fear is a feeling with two sides. As long as there’s one, there’s always the other. This is the root of our pain.… In a nontheistic state of mind, abandoning hope is an affirmation, the beginning of the beginning. – Pema Chodrin, When Things Fall Apart

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5 thoughts on “Waiting Without Hope”

  1. Sounds like you are at peace with this decision. May your time of contraction end, and may you open to the beauty all around you!

  2. I agree with Peggy, it sounds like you’re handling this well. Meanwhile, is there anything I or We can do here for you? Im guessing there are worse places to be stuck in. But I’m not there with you so I don’t know for sure. For what its worth here’s my two cents. Don’t stuff any emotions that come up. Recognize and own it. If you’re depressed go with it. If you’re pissed have an ANGER release! If you’re happy dance like no one is watching. let go and release. I’m seeing patients (on a limited basis) and every one of them is having some kind of emotional melt down and they think its not ok to experience it. They wind up hurting themselves physically. Weirdest thing I’ve ever seen. Anyway, be well and stay safe.

  3. Even though I am home dealing with sameness day after day, and you are in a foreign country experiencing unfamiliarity everywhere, you are channeling my feelings, Jan. Amazing insights and dreams I think are completely do-able one day, gone the next.

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Everything begins at home. Our relationship to home influences how we see the world and how comfortable we are in it. My research of many years, including my PhD dissertation on the psychology of home, reveals key ingredients that are essential to feeling at home. To finding home and creating home when feeling very far away and disconnected. These blog posts are mini meditations of sorts. Enjoy.
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