My name is Rosalie Yeager, though my nick name (Roe) started when I was quite young. My Mom shortened it so it would fit on my school lunch bag. My adventure , of course, began way back then, though in earnest as A Roe Adventure in January of 2012.
The first time my parents took me to the Cincinnati Zoo I remember seeing many beautiful swans in the pond as we entered. I was so taken with them and all I wanted to do was watch them much longer than my parents would allow, since there were so many other critters to see. I was so happy to see them again as we were leaving and watching them be their most majestic selves. That was the day I became hooked on swans.
In January of 2012, I was visiting Cayucos, California. I was out for an early morning walk on the beach and had just passed the pier, heading north to where the coastal range drains fresh water to the ocean. A fresh water pond forms there when there is only a small amount of water runoff and that was the situation on this walk. What I noticed though, out of the corner of my eyes, was something white. Thoughts were of gulls and egrets, but when I turned my head I was completely surprised to see two majestic swans slowly gliding around in the pooled water under the bridge. Obviously, I had to get closer to know for sure my eyes were seeing what I thought they were. To my knowledge this was the first time this had ever happened here. It was amazing and exciting and thrilling and all of those other marvelous emotions that make one smile and get goose bumps. How blessed I was to see them.
I started doing some investigative research about swans and eventually realized that this was a sign for me to make some major life changes. And I did. I kept getting the feeling I would be traveling and this is when my blog, A Roe Adventure, was launched. Also, a motor home was in order. It took several months until in August I found one that had almost everything I felt I needed. I wound up my business in the middle of September and then started out the first of October. I made my official first trip to Morro Bay and Cayucos.
During this process I recalled seeing swans in the wild in the 80's when I was visiting Yellowstone. They were just as majestic as I had remembered from when I was a little girl. I found them to be so mysterious, elegant, and yet in some way, very inviting. It is curious that it took so many years before I truly looked into what swans represent and offer to the world.
My love affair with the Morro Bay area began in the early 70's when my (then) husband and I would come to Morro Bay to visit with his parents. I always wanted to visit them more often than we did, and stay much longer than we ever could. I used to dream of living in Morro Bay and being able to drive to the Rock and eat lunch there every day. I was successful in doing this for two and a half years during 2000 to mid-2002. I then moved back to the Sacramento area, actually to Auburn, to be closer to my son and daughter-in-law. Over the next ten years I began bringing my Mom (who lived in Clovis) to the coast to get her out of either the fog or cold or unrelenting heat. My Mom passed in March of 2010 and since then I came by myself.
Over the holidays I returned to the Sacramento area to visit with family and friends and now I am back in Morro Bay. How long and where from here are without answers. I am enjoying the moment here and now. I continue to peal away all of the layers I have created over the years and now I am getting back to being me again. Quite a process.
I am again enjoying the walks on the beach, along the Embarcadero, up in the south hills and everywhere else around town. I am currently without a car so I get to walk. It is amazing how much more I see and notice while walking. Some places are a bit too far and so I purchased a bus pass that is turning out to be very useful. I have come across a few very interesting people, lots of friendly folks, and many dogs. One of the things I am very aware of is the friendliness of most of the people in this community. Even when I used to live here it was the same. What is it that causes this area to have a greater percentage of friendly vs. unfriendly people? Thankfully, it doesn't seem to matter to me. I am simply grateful it is how it is.
I am also grateful that several of the friends I had when living here are still here and I have been able to spend some precious time with them. They have been gracious enough to assist me with some rides when walking or the bus simply won't work. I have had visitors and plans are for more in the next few months. Even my son and daughter-in-law will be coming to visit.
I take quite a lot of pictures on my walks. Everything from flowers to otters and the various murals on the sides of the businesses around town. I was fortunate to be here for the lighted boat parade in the harbor and was here early enough to capture pictures of the sunset just before the parade. For those who were here then, we all agreed it was pretty spectacular. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more vibrant or colorful or intense, it would. That was quite a night and the dragon stole the show. Nicely done.
So, for now, thanks to Judy for inviting me to add to this Journal as a part of A Roe Adventure. I will be sharing my adventures and thoughts ( and hopefully progresses) and ideas as I go along on my path to truly discovering who I am and why I am here. I have a few suspicions so we shall see how it unfolds.
"Whenever you seem to be receiving an unexpected jolt from the Universe, make every effort to note precisely what it was that you were thinking at the moment you took in the message."
Dr, Wayne W. Dyer - taken from his book, Your Ultimate Calling
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