By Stephanie Stamm
“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;… A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-2,6)
Most of my recent posts have been about clearing, letting go, or change—because all those things are at the center of my life now. For me, this winter, and now spring, have been seasons of change. I’m in the process of moving from Michigan to Georgia, so I divide my time between the two states. This week I am in Georgia, where spring is definitely in the air—and the trees and the flowers.
I spent most of this past Saturday exploring. My temporary apartment is at Perimeter Center just outside the Perimeter (i.e., the I-285 ring road). I had looked at potential new homes in the Buckhead and Midtown areas. I had really hoped to find a home in Midtown—near the art museum, the theater, Piedmont Park. But I had found a place I really like at the south end of Buckhead. I wanted to check out how easy it would be to get to Midtown using public transportation.
When I got up Saturday, I knew very little about the MARTA system. My realtor had told me which rail stops were closest to the Buckhead place and to Midtown, but that was really all I knew. Luckily, we live in the age of smart phones. I did a search for the MARTA stop using the Google Maps app on my phone and set out on my adventure. I decided to buy a MARTA day pass so I could hop on and off as often as I wanted.
I took the train to the stop closest to the Buckhead space I liked, walked around the neighborhood, checking out the scenery and shopping options within walking distance. In my explorations, I discovered that the bus line ran right along the main road from there to Midtown. So I caught the bus, and 15 minutes or so later, I arrived in Midtown near the Arts Center. After a stop for a beverage and a few phone calls, I wandered over to Piedmont Park, where I strolled around, enjoying the warm spring weather, and bought lunch from a vendor at the Green Market.
By mid-afternoon, I’d trained back to Perimeter Center, feeling rather proud of myself. I’d taken my first independent steps toward learning about my new city and establishing a new home. I’m still clearing out my old home, but now I’m beginning to gather something new as well. I feel like I’m blooming along with the trees and flowers.
What does Spring bring to your life?
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