On My Way to Oz…

And this, was where it all began.


 As the door shuts behind me I begin to walk forward
ecause that seems like the only option.

I really didn’t even know I had begun my search when I set out.  I knew that I had money in my pocket, clothes on my back and a sort of…ache in my heart.  But that was all I was certain of.  The direction of the path was clear, but not because of the bright yellow path, since I didn’t notice a thing under my feet, but simply because I was choosing to move forward.

Why forward?  Well, because walking backwards seemed like an unreasonable solution.   I mean, the only people I’d ever seen do that were people walking backwards on treadmills, no doubt trying to change up their workouts, but even watching that made me wonder if they did that in their life too.

Anyway, since I was coming from a life that was all about looking good and not feeling much, I decided that was out of the question.  I was going to put one foot in front of the other in hopes of getting somewhere I’d never been before. I would not be looking back over my shoulder. I would not revisit sites I’d already seen. I would move forward and follow the yellow brick road…one brick at a time.

And in the face of fear along the way, I would choose to be courageous.

On My Way to Oz…countdown.

image Today is my last day as Ms. Geller, the teacher. But it was an amazing 10 year journey in the making… I was on my way to Oz.  No, I was not sure if any such thing existed, but was willing to find out.  I mean, I was already walking in what seemed like that direction, so it seemed like a good idea to keep going that way.  Although I couldn’t relate to the outfits that Dorothy wore, what with her little polka dot dress and that little basket, I could sure relate to her search for Oz.  Her obsession with the yellow brick road would run remotely along side my obsession with my cell phone.  Praying that the sounds it would make in the night, first thing in the morning and all throughout the day, would be just what I needed to get me to Oz safely.   And with my eyes focused on the br Read More