leaving the nest

leaving the nest, originally uploaded by horseshoecrab.

this morning i came across a blog by a girl who walked across the country alone in the spirit of remembering a woman's inherent power and independence.
'don't get raped' has flown from the mouths of women friends i know when i tell them i want to walk across the country, but then is quickly followed by 'i know you'll be fine! i know you can do it!"
and i can see it in their eyes that they are being honest.
but they are afraid - and i respect their fear (as much as i can),
but i refuse to take it in. only i can know what it is i need to do, when to do it, how to do it. yes, sometimes i get overwhelmed at the idea of 'having no plans' after my lease is up at the end of the month, but really, it is also the most exhilarating thing i've ever committed myself to. i have committed myself to have no commitments - aside from listening to my intuition, which is in turn the voice of the universe itself. god, life, serendipity, the higher self - they are all one in the same to me.
i came upon this empty nest while walking home (and then i notice my use of the word 'home', and i wonder and am in some degree of awe as to what 'home' will mean in even another month's time).
the sky was a beautiful periwinkle gray and the contrast of the tree, the power lines and the nest was so striking. and so poignant.
an empty nest. a stark, seemingly polar scene. but the darkness of this photo also reminds me of the void. as if you could peer though the blackness of the branch, the wire, and find yourself in the center of somewhere truly astounding.
i would like to go there.