Checking Out WV
I’m in Morgantown, checking out the WVU hospital and apartments.
It is totally overwhelming, but it also feels right.
I’ve been letting myself feel as much as possible. I believe that at least part of the reason people don’t heal emotionally until they are on their deathbed is because that is the only time they have available. It’s hard to meditate and do emotional work as I get lost in the hills of Morgantown and almost get run over by coal trucks. It has been invigorating, confusing, and petrifying–all at once. Holy crap.