In keeping with the pregnancy metaphor, the results of the ultrasound are in. It's pretty late in my metaphorical pregnancy, considering that I am in my 8th month, due in 30 days, but up until now I was not sure of the gender of that baby. Now I know. As predicted by my friend's prophetic dream, it's a little American baby boy. He is aptly named after my middle name Frances, which is derived from St. Francis of Assissi. Since we are not talking about a literal baby but a new life for myself, his name is not Francis, nor Francesco, but San Francisco.
30 days from now I will be starting a new life - in San Francisco. I love Portland and I will miss all of my beautiful friends there, but San Francisco it is. The news came in on Sunday, right in time for the chocolate workshop. Within the last 2 months I have really been finding my passion. Since translating for David Wolfe I have been doing a lot of soul-searching to find what exactly it is I want to do with my future, and I kept coming back to chocolate.
Chocolate is sacred. I can easily spend a 2 hour workshop talking about chocolate while whipping up samples. The first chocolate workshop I did here in Germany I did with zero preparation, no notes, no concept, and found that I was completely in my zen place. I love chocolate alchemy. And just when I found my passion and my superhero name, Chocolate Rainbow Warrior, I was also given my superhero assignment: Sacred Chocolate in San Francisco.
So, that's the metaphorical baby that's been growing inside of me. I am excited to meet it and see what this new life is going to look like. I know so little yet but I can't wait to nurture and grow my passion and love. Only 30 days until birth!
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