I googled my childhood home address recently. I was having a nostalgic moment - they come and go more frequently these days.

And it suddenly popped into my head that I could just put my old home address into my browser and see what came up. So I did.

Walking down memory lane can be just as heart-pumping as gambling in Vegas; you never know how it's going to turn out. So I held my breath and rolled the 🎲 🎲  dice. Or hit 'return', as my Macbook calls the dice.

The google search surprisingly gave me a number of options for my exact address. How could there be so many choices for one single house address?

Well, it turns out they've (whoever 'they' are) turned my 8.5-acre country childhood home into a Vipassana Retreat Centre. 🤣 🤣  I kid you not. A meditation centre! 🧘🏼‍♀️ 🧘🏽‍♂️ 🧘🏻

I may have laughed out loud when I read it. I know I roared with laughter inside. How perfect, I thought.

Growing up, my small-town country life, my barefoot free-range life, was my haven. It was all I knew, of course, but it was also everything I could want.

I played outdoors in nature 365 days a year. Snow drifts as high as our 2-story house couldn't stop me.

We had mountains beyond our acreage that I climbed almost daily. We had a 30X40 foot classic red barn with 2 🐴 🐴  horse stalls, 2 🐄 🐄  cow stalls, and a hayloft that was the centre of joy for us neighbourhood kids.

We had a willow tree so big I played Tarzan in it one too many times and broke my 💔  🤷‍♀️. arm. And we had so many fruit trees I never ate anywhere else in the summer. It was the original fast food.

All those memories saturated my '60s homestead. And now people are meditating in that vibe. How cool is that?

Many times I cringe when I look back in time and see how change has affected a home I used to live in, a neighbourhood I used to treasure, a boyfriend I used to date 😬 . Change isn't always pleasing to those who wish things were frozen in time.

But sometimes change is neither cringe-worthy nor frozen. Sometimes change is change.

Change will always happen. It can be thrilling or messy, exciting or painful. I subscribe more and more to the wise words of Socrates who said that the secret of change is to focus all your energy on building the new, not fighting the old.

We struggle with change when we're not building the new, when we want things to be frozen in time, or to go back in time, or to constantly improve according to our specifications.

The world, and how we live in the world, has been greatly changing in the last 16 or so months. Change has intensified, and where it's going, is still a mystery.

In my mind, if my childhood home can change (evolve?) into a meditation retreat, I'm feeling pretty good about the future.


Love, Jonni

Remembering that the things I can't change, always change me


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