Spoiler alert: it involves a pool.
After 13 years as a migratory house-sitter, tending other people’s homes from Costa Rica to Indiana and everywhere Love sent me in between, Jess has officially planted her flip-flops in the Sunshine State.
Home is where Love sends you
For years I thought home was a place I’d find someday, once I’d figured everything out. It turns out home was never an address. It’s wherever Love sends you. And sometimes Love sends you somewhere sunny, hands you the keys, and says, Stay a while.
What this means for you
The house-sitting chapter is closed, but Flight Patterns keeps going. The dispatches, demonstrations and proof continue, now with a permanent return address.
Join me for Practice of Praise on Sunday evenings on Zoom (email sacredstandup@gmail.com for the link), and catch Sacred Stand Up on YouTube.
Come visit. Bring your flip flops.
Love, Jess
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