The Vision Lives On

Well it’s about time for an update to progress of “Visionary”. A whole heck of a lot has happened since March so I suppose I’ll just take it from the top.

After my last post, I must have found some footing. This footing can’t be anything other than God. He was provided way beyond the scope I could have ever fashioned myself. He definitely heard my prayers once I humbled myself to ask. Life keeps getting better and better. 

I have been truly inspired by living life to the fullest. Uncle Mike, you were a true inspiration. I realized I was completely slapping you in the face by moping around. I want you up there sharing in my joy, not saying, “What the hell are you doing, my boy?” This realization drastically alleviated the grieving process. In a back ass ward way, the grief turned to joy, deep joy that roots all the decisions I make. 

I have taken a no-nonsense approach to moving forward in life. If there is a way to make life great, why not take it?? God shed light on a constant state of self-deprivation that was engrained in me. Busting that wall down, I have taken charge of my situation and decided not to wait around. God was clearly opening doors that I wasn’t walking through. Well, it’s time to walk.

God dropped a beautiful new home into my lap when I was least expecting, where I was least expecting it. Every circumstance around my humble new able was so effortless. God had been preparing me financially. God had been preparing the house, the landlord, and my roommate. I am leaving with a blessing, not severance. I am walking into a home that fosters the vision of inclusiveness. People are going to come over. People are going to have fun. I am going to relax. I am going to find peace and quiet. I am going to join forces with a bandwidth of people that used to be out of sight. 

I had the application filled out for Ridge Point. It was signed and ready to deliver. I happened to take a casual look in the Barrio Viejo neighborhood at a house I came across on Craiglist. It was a dump. Something told me to keep walking. That Thursday evening, a small handwritten sign caught my attention. I called on it. Expecting to hear nothing like the last several places, I didn’t put too much stock into this situation. Sure enough, I got a call promptly the next morning and set up a meeting to view that coming Saturday. 

Something else caught my attention - a young professional in a collared shirt and Dockers on a long board riding home from work. That confirmed that this is the place I need to be. These people are the bandwidth I refer to, the bandwidth I to which I been longing to transition. 

I walked into the Barrio row house that morning and immediately felt home. It’s clean. It’s classy. It’s lush and quaint. It took all of my self control not to sign the lease before seeing the rest of the place. Knowing I needed God’s partnership, I walked away. If it was still there once I had Aaron’s blessing, it was from God. I went back not 4 hours later with even more joy and excitement. Michael invited me in for a second viewing and sensed God yelling, “Don’t pass this up, you fool, this is from Me.” Locked and loaded, I filled out the application. The rest is history. 

I am so stoked to move. It’s all coming into place. I am meeting people to invite over. I have great new friends and even stronger relationships with the old. Who knows how much longer I will be in Tucson, but there is absolutely no reason this time in life shouldn’t be amazing! Time to rock and roll!