I would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Dear Keatsway,
It’s New Year’s Eve and I am writing from a cafe in Phoenix Park, the largest green space in Dublin. The sun has set and I look out at darkness, fairy lights, and families gathering together for the New Year. I write alone in a crowd.
How do I begin? It’s been a turbulent year. I hoped by walking in one of my favourite places and writing in this cafe I would find some peace before the New Year.
Here’s the unedited truth. I didn’t fully heal my broken heart. I lost a friendship I thought I’d have for life. I dealt with toxic work politics, colleagues who quit unexpectedly, job uncertainty, and an ever-increasing workload. I was evicted three times, living in three different houses in three different neighborhoods. A few days into 2020 I will move into my fourth house and fourth neighborhood.
Yet, for the first time in three years, I have had the privilege of living in the same city, same country, and continent from the start to the finish of the year. I have had the same job. I formed a community, joined a church and a choir. I am grateful for the gift of being rooted.
Keatsway, I don’t have any answers. All I know is that I continue to learn patience. My heart is split into all the places I have lived and people I have loved. I know I can’t heal the hurts and pains of several years of broken dreams and country hopping in one year of staying. As Donald Miller writes in one of my favorite books Blue Like Jazz: “life is like jazz because it doesn’t resolve.” I am still working toward everything that I want in life: home, partner, meaningful work, community. Failing and trying again, believing the journey is worthwhile.
Keatsway, I confess to being very impatient. At turns burnt out and invigorated by the ex-pat life, I don’t know if I have another move in me. In October 2020, my visa ends and I need to be on a new one to stay here. I want to know the answers now. I’d love to have the choice to stay in Ireland yet, I am restless and curious about what life would be like elsewhere. I don’t know where I will finish 2020 but I am grateful to be here for however long it lasts. Learning to be patient and living the questions.
Much Love,
xo Brightstar