Living the Dream

Well to catch you up on me...e....I have found myself living the fantasy. Like a cloud in a fog I feel part of the mix of what is and what is not.

TO start....I viewed an on-line ad from our local paper which I rarely do. the ad was second in a long list of empty possibilities and intrigued me immediately. It read

."A DREAM JOB' Innkeeper, Estes Park. A family run Inn for 20 years on a private 27 acre retreat.

Year around business as Colorado's most famous B&B. Good computer & cooking skills.

Frpl apt. for 1, N/S, salary + benefits. (970)443-4763

After chewing it over I said what the hell and contacted the owner the next morning and he invited me up to interview that afternoon at 1:00. I showed up and we hit it off and by 3:30 we parted company as friends and he assured me I had a good shot at the position especially for my other talents which his acreage surely needed. He said he would call me tomorrow shook my hand and called me friend with steady eye contact. I knew I had nailed it down and was a sure bet, and told everyone so, beaming ecstatically and dreaming of future changes soon to come. Well I carried my cell phone and checked messages every chance I got. I flashed back on the interview and the sense that the land was begging me to uncover its overgrown splendor. How Gary shared his dream of the hobbit hovel appearing here by the pond, and the tree house up on the slope. What I could do with his many water features with a straight feed from the river rushing by. The forty foot stone ring that is a lost sundial without a center shadow maker, needing to be restored, and the long neglected greenhouse beckoned me. The way the principals double teamed me and warmed to my spiritual nature.

After two days of wonder my enthusiasm faded even though I received bird poop on my shoulder that next morning as I discussed the coming changes with my sweetie by our pond. We had just seen that scene the night before as we watched “Under the Tuscan Sun” a great flick with the same “signo de Dio” from the heavens to secure the deal. Even the apartment which I would occupy had a Saint Francis statue awaiting me by the door. He is my patron saint and middle name sake and I have never had his image outside but always inside of myself. I spent the day apologizing to family and friends for getting ahead of my self and getting their hopes up. I had told my daughter that I had a way t provide a wedding site for her next June and had to rescind the idea.

Waking on the third morning, the dream faded and other options such as applying for work at the temp service started to enter the conversation. At which time the phone rang and reality paused once again. It was he and I was it. It is to be, and we shall see. After apologizing for the delay and explaining there desire for surety they had settled on me and asked that I return to spend the night this Sunday and wake to join in breakfast making on Monday morning.

Now I must do my part to work out the details, taking care of landscaping for my clients on Thursdays and Fridays or dropping them from my list. Training my young protégée to take up the slack and step up to the responsibilities while I am gone. It is just 45 minutes away but requires me to be on site 5 days a week.

It provides me with wireless internet access so I shall be continuing my commitments to Omnilove and sharing as much of the experience with you my friends who have encouraged me to dream of just such a path. You who have loved me and bolstered my faith in myself and inspired me to dream in wonder and awe….thank you One and all my Omnilovers, may we share this adventure wonderfully…………….e

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