So here I am

Sunday. I am emotional. I'm not worried, but I am feeling a tad scared or some sort of upset that I don't quite understand. The entire last month passed with such momentum in the process of untangling myself from Virginia and getting myself to California. "I'm here, now what?" is going through my mind.  But, even as I write, I know that I am being unreasonable with myself.  I just got here for Pete's sake!  There is a vague feeling of my body and my spirit not quite being united.... as though I am trying to catch up with myself. It is queer. This morning I went to the Pacific Pallisades Park flanking Ocean Avenue. As I looked towards the mountains of Malibu, disbelief filled me. I'm here, I'm really here. How did I manifest this all so quickly? I felt called to be here, I came, now what?! I know with certainty that I am where I need to be, but this is a bit disconcerting and scary. I only saw a vision of what it would take to get here and then I saw a vision of myself working in the Professional Growth realm and then becoming a wife and mother. But the in-between ground is a bit fuzzy. This has all been such a momentous event in my life, I suppose I should simply give thanks for my success and safe passage across the country, and continue to believe that it will all work itself out. And though I've had two nights of very restful sleep, my body and mind continues to feel a bit weary. What now? May I be led in the direction of prosperity.