Insatiable wanderlust has lead me on a lifelong path of traveling around this continent and around the globe.
I have visited the gorgeous vistas, mysteries and antiquities of endless places and even countries many people have not even heard of.
The warm brief encounters and even lifelong friendships created on these journeys have filled my soul with the sound knowing that humans, by and large, are amazing and beautiful souls.
I am certain and confident in my travels.
I am certain and confident in people.
Adventure and connection fuel my lifeblood.
I feel at home on Earth.
Strangely, though, despite all of the comfort and familiarity I attach to the outer world my greatest adventures and lessons have come from my journey within.
I have always felt a great confidence in my abilities. I still do.
Drop me anywhere on the planet and I will not only thrive, I will do so with an immense sense of certainty and a huge smile on my face.
Bring it!
But that’s the outside world. The one with maps and guides and a lot of caring participants.
However, when you go inside yourself, to truly find yourself, you only have you. Nothing and nobody else.
Yikes, right?
Yikes indeed, yet I knew deep in my soul that I had to commit myself to this very uncertain and unguided adventure.
The only provisions I knew that I could pack for myself were: self-acceptance, self-love, openness to self-realization, forgiveness, and most importantly foundational change.
Once you embark on this trip, the you that left will never come back. You have to go knowing that you have a rendezvous with the REAL you, and only one of you can come back.
Will the limited me or the unlimited me return?
I knew with conviction my path ahead and I gave my limited self a fond farewell, hoping to never see her again.
So off I went. With the same confidence as my backpacker wanderlust soul.
Before my journey inward if you had asked me who I really am and what I want from life I would abruptly suffer a loss of words and fumble about.
I am not my job, I am not my intimate relationships, I am not my friends, I am not my family, I am not my experiences.
Oh wow, WHO AM I?
What a question!!!!
I was incapable of articulating who I am and what my purpose is in this lifetime.
I had several fanciful and rather codependent answers to offer but none that were genuine. None that spoke of ME.
So I embarked upon the inward journey. I allowed myself to see and feel me. To watch the grapple between hope and reality. To process memories of the past. To feel the discomfort of reality. To come to terms with others and myself. To realize the humanity in everyone involved.
I would ask out in desperation, What does this all mean and why am I here?
I let the floodgates of emotions open that I had been tending to vigilantly withhold my entire life.
A deluge of growth ensued.
Confusion.
Heartache.
Despair.
Anger.
Release.
Self-realization.
Forgiveness.
Healing.
Release.
Resurrection.
So who am I now sitting before you?
I am she who lives with vigorous integrity in all that she is and does.
I love myself.
I love this planet.
I believe in the beautiful potential of all humans.
I am a fiercely devoted friend and partner.
I lovingly connect with humans and help them to connect with themselves and others.
I have an uncanny ability to thrive.
I am an eternal optimist.
I believe in myself.
I believe in you.
My purpose is to bring positive change to the world.
Never confuse profession with purpose. Some have both tied together. Most of us do not. No matter how you pay your bills you are you. Embrace and empower yourself and others accordingly.
We can all bring positive change to the world just by being the loving and caring versions of ourselves.
