The Art of Nesting

Sometime in the year 2011, in late July, my 5th reincarnation occurred. How does that saying go? When you're not looking that's when you find it.

To find a loving partner such as I did at any age is rare, but to find love at my time in the life line is miraculous indeed.

As with any reincarnation, life must transmute and energies must be reassigned. However, once the new life begins there are always flash backs of previous experiences, both good and bad, but mostly good.

My new life has a new song and it sounds like a very familiar tune but with a new arrangement and most definitely in its own key. After living for 18 years in the cloisters of Lincoln Park, and immersed in the culture of the north side, I decided that a physical move was the answer to aid in the process of recreation.

In order to attempt a successful move into a new life, it makes sense to change the soil before transplanting. So a world wind of searches for the next "nest" ensued.

From north to south, and west to east, we wandered daily much like the Israelites looking for the promised land. It is not easy to take up old roots and shake them off. But sometimes it is most necessary to revive. History will record I think that the operation was a total success, and the patient survived and more.

Along with my new life and new love has come a showering of affection from new family and friends. Not that I have abandoned the old and familiar but perhaps rearranged priorities along the way.

Don't you find it exciting when a new day awakens and the sounds and smells of the morning blow through your window and tantalize your senses? Our new life has come to us bearing unexpected gifts and feelings of exhilaration. A utopian existence that I cherish everyday.

It has been almost three months since we crossed the river, literally. Ensconced in the arms of the "Commons" we have taken to our new environs like two birds in flight. Winging our way along life's landscape and charting our course in time. Many memories have come with of course and in our new home they are gentle reminders of lives well lived.

Oh, and did I mention, our cardinals and robins have found us again? There is even a pair of squirrels that visit, as if to say welcome home.