I arrived in Vicksburg a week ago Friday, with the intention to celebrate the 170th Anniversary of Christ Episcopal Church with Rev. Chan and her husband Vernon. I did! I was planning on a journey to New Orleans this past Wednesday, BUT last Sunday I opened an email from my new tenant Scott disclosing that he has had a change of plans and cannot move into my house as Danita's housemate.
"Coyote" delights in the dance of paradox and multiplicity. In native culture the Coyote is sacred and many believe that they cannot pray until they laugh, breaking down preconceptions of what is to Be. The sacred comes through upset, reversal of plans and surprise. These elements are an intricate part of any pilgrimage. So I sit once again with the element of surprise and wonder of the unexpected.
I have done little else in Vicksburg accept network and manage the situation at home. Rev. Chan graciously offered me a place to stay until I felt like I could move. For a few days I wondered whether I needed to retreat and go back to Santa Fe. Just thinking about that drive back clear across Texas nearly did me in. So here I have been sitting half the day in a cafe networking and communicating with friends who could help me out in my absence. Madeline has been a HUGE help as she fields calls from Craig's List and flyers, sets up appointments and shows the house. To date there has only been two responders. It only takes one.
On Sunday, I will gather myself once again and head down the road to Venice, Florida. It will take me two days to get there. Everything that can be done to secure a new tenant is in motion. It is time for me to be in motion too. I am sorry I have to give up my plans for New Orleans.
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