So, when my longtime partner in crime Sencha Mujer Otterchoa departed Olympia, I didn’t expect we would ever occupy the same city again. Ergo, her relocation to Australia was a welcome and surprising delight.
I’m never at a loss for amazement that sometimes you get to share life with people who are so magnificent. This one is ready to join in on any adventure I might imagine. Prepared to propose adventures which I wouldn’t imagine. Ready with pizza upon my landing[s] at [all] the airport[s]. And soup on my sick days. And cookies before I crave them. And tea when I awaken. (We like food.) And surprises for no reason. Ready with patience when I’m grumpy. With energy when I’m exhausted. With encouragement when I’m defeated. With solid advice and understanding for any situation I fall into. With enthusiasm every day of the week. Ready for chips (fries), always.
I think relationships at their very best look like people allowing each other to be themselves, uncompromisingly. Creating an atmosphere that is both comfortable and safe for the other to flourish. Being both encouraging and challenging. That’s exactly the space we’ve had in Melbourne (and beyond). Such a beautiful foundation for intentional and incandescent living. I’ve felt so nourished and supported. So ready to exist fully.
This past year has seen a lot of kilometres of gorgeous landscape and fun experiences on the road. It has also seen days and weeks and months of simple life conducted out of a cozy [partial] home. It has been an exceptionally creative time for me (I think it’s safe to say for both of us). Creative cooking based on whatever seasonal, local produce we’ve found delivered in our CERES boxes. Gourmet road trip meals mostly-suited to the desert, or to the bone-deep winter of Tassie. Sewing projects beyond my experience, painting, card games, reading and other shenanigans at Bar Josephine. Filling scrapbooks from an entire country. Braiding, knotting, macrame-ing a sea glass toned collection of anklets. Threading together film clips of a gorgeous island state. I struggle with motivation, often. But this year has been so full. Of experiences. Of growth. Of satisfaction. I attribute this to having a really solid foundation. One which was created, significantly, by this gorgeous friendship. By this caring and conscious individual. It feels good to be ready for life. It feels good to have the energy and the space to live well. And while Melbourne is filled with so much excellence and so many stellar people of it’s own accord, it is this human, as always, who has filled so much of my heart. And filled my life with so much more than I would’ve had on my own.
Thanks Mujer for a year of epic goodness. Thanks for making me more me. Thanks for changing the fabric of this city for a year. I love you endlessly.
As a side note that deserves (and will have) its own note (eventually): While we’ve created our own precious space, we’ve also had so many people adopt us into their homes and their lives, and we wouldn’t have loved this place so much without all of you who have been there for us. Our hearts are full! 💕