The Well
A story about my favorite kind of time travel.
Friends, this is it — the final chapter of “The Well,” which I’m excited to share here together with the full essay (my husband Jose always refers to this moment as the “essay finale” 🎉).
Over the past few weeks, I’ve been saying that “The Well” is about the time I walked the Shodoshima 88 Temple Pilgrimage in Japan. But that’s not exactly true.
It’s more about the notebook I kept as I walked — and all the other notebooks I’ve filled on other journeys around the world.
As I write in this series, reading back through my old notebooks is the closest thing I know to time travel. They can take me right back to a certain place or season in my life, and yet they can also point the way ahead. Most of all, they’re a way of honoring where I am right now — a home for the tiny details that might otherwise just slip away.
Thank you for walking with me as I’ve retraced my steps in Japan, and if there’s someone you know who might enjoy this story, please feel free to send it their way.
With love,
Candace
This was so great to read in full. Many times I receive the message from my higher self that I am exactly where I need to be, in this present moment. Mid-July 2019, my husband and I travelled to Bowen island for a vacation. Upon returning to work, I heard yet ANOTHER woman was pregnant. I lamented into my journal about my sorrow of not being pregnant yet. Come early August, I miss my cycle and have overwhelming urges to eat meat. I wonder if I am pregnant and invite a friend over on August 8 for a powerful meditation on the Lion's portal (8th day of the 8th month). August 15th, I get paid again and purchase a pregnancy test and it is overwhelmingly positive. It came at exactly the right time, and yet, sometimes it was hard to trust it would happen at all. My child is my greatest gift.
Bless you, Candace. You are a gift.