Today I dance with my gypsy cousins. I love Halloween :) it is my favorite holiday

sitting here in the pre-dawn half light , sipping tea in the quiet. contemplating . It's strange to feel so at home here, yet it still feels strange to be here. There is a part of me that is afraid I will wake up back in the nightmare. It is hard to believe that I am free of all that negativity. I recently made a trip back to the old house to get more stuff out and clean up. It was weird going back, it no longer feels homey. just a shell that all the life and laughter has left. I have one more day of moving/cleaning this weekend then it is full steam ahead to a bright future. The kids are very happy here, and I love having my own space. I am finally used to the noises and lights at night and am actually sleeping soundly. I have so far been successful at avoiding the town gossips , another perk to town living ...everybody knows your business. I keep my life low key here..no naked midnight moonlight dancing..and I suppose that topless mowing is out this summer.

well so far so good. we survived the night. not terribly bad here . some rain heavy at times and some windy gusts but I still have power. my heart in NYC is also well. He was subjected to howling winds and flooding rains. I wish he was here with me, but do to his job and all the damage in NYC I will probably not see him for many weekends.

sitting in the early morning quiet listening to the sounds of town life. it is so very different from my previous house no crickets or coy dogs here. instead i wake up to cars carrying folks to work, trucks passing through to make deliveries, the occasional dog barking. I am enjoying the social aspect of living in town, I have given up my hermitage in the woods. It is time for me to come out of the cocoon and spread my wings. I have unpacked several boxes of memories and all my books, this house is fast becoming home. you get out of life what you put into it, and right this moment everything is good.

It has been almost a month since I moved into the new house. It's still sort of strange and surreal. The first time I walked into this house I felt like I was home. In a weird way I feel like I have always lived here, yet I know that I have only been here for a short time. I have experienced many instances of deja vu since moving in here.  Life has been moving forward in a positive way . Since leaving the old house I feel a huge weight has been lifted. It is nice to live in a home where I don't have to lock the bedroom door. Freedom is a beautiful thing. We have had a few activities from our resident ghost, nothing scary though. I think she likes us here.

Finally settling in to our new home. The furniture was delivered saturday so we have an actual living room. unpacking memories to decorate the shelves and walls. It is finally starting to feel like a home.  I set up my sewing room at the front of the house, and since it is zoned commercial/residential I can run a sewing business from my house( this makes me very happy) . Life is settling in to this new groove and I am digging it. I was very excited to learn that our house is haunted. lots of cupboards opening and closing in the night , hearing random giggles / voices when I am the only one home. I will have to research this house and find out more about past inhabitants. I cant wait until next spring so I can start working in the gardens, so much potential.

sititng in the lobby of the Jambo Lodge listening to the sounds blend to form a background of musical noise. the excitement of guests arriving, the sadness of guests departing. the clank of folks dining in Boma, soft footfalls of people passing through the lobby. the waterfalls and african music . the sounds of life going on.