Back East

Writing this 32,000 ft. in the air above Lake Ontario, flying from Toronto to Montreal. The early morning sun is shining and glinting off the low cloud tops, reflected in the water below. It’s the last leg of my epic cross-country redeye, marking an odd and somewhat sudden turn in my life. I’ve decided to leave Victoria, perhaps briefly, but possibly for good.

As beautiful and warm as it was walking barefoot on the beach near Witty’s Lagoon Saturday, it is cold and stark back here – the depths of winter in eastern Canada. I must have lost my mind…

And yet I had to go. Irina and I agreed that things weren’t good, and she understood that returning to Montreal and its gritty and familiar realities was the only way to get back on track. Living in Victoria was lovely, but it wasn’t totally living – more a permanent vacation in Lotus-land. Returning “home” to family and friends with some sadness and regret, but also deeply renewed and rejuvenated. The time alone and the introspection were necessary, helping a switch flip somewhere in the back of my head (to “on”…). Purpose and promise beckon.

Sad to leave those majestic mountains and beautiful beaches, but right now the focus must be on work and career, not scenery. Montreal’s harsh setting is perfect for getting back to scribbling at the scriptorium, finishing the work I’ve been hired for, and finding more.

I feel different here, yet it is familiar. Got so much to do…

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