So after living at Pickle Bay for thirteen years, I am now finding myself taking walks all the time. This is a new activity for me. In the past – in my old home town – it was always important that I live near a bus stop. I needed the comfort of knowing that I could get downtown without a car. I guess it goes back to being still too young for a driver’s license. Now I live less than three miles from the city center. Within ten minutes, I can walk and get the best morning glory muffin ever made by a team of father and sons. Their black currant granola is like crack to me.
Life is full of changes. Things happen – sometimes quickly, without much warning. One event can set off a collision not unlike the wave of carefully set up dominoes yielding to the touch of a finger. We are forced to let go of the status quo. But within that pile of dotted tiles, there lies something magical: Opportunity. A new way of seeing: Innovation. Creativity! These phenomena are in all of us and yet often take an earthquake of sorts to release their existence.
One day soon I will be returning to the place of my youth. It will be a new opportunity – one which will include learning to make my own granola. I will ask my friends down the road for their recipe.