Returning To Wisconsin

Byron Bay, Australia

As I write this I’ve been back home for 2 full days after 13 months of living abroad and traveling. I can only assume the next week or so will bring on a whirlwind of emotions as I settle back into the rhythm of Wisconsin and recount the details of my past year’s adventures to friends and family. Already all the things I’ve done, people I’ve met and places I’ve seen are coming to mind in that beautiful hindsight view that seems to take over once you leave a place. The memories are starting to seem sweeter now that I’ve distanced myself physically from the places they were created.

Cairns Marlin Marina

Although there were a few times I was ready to jump on a plane and come home early I’m truly glad I stayed the full year in Australia and went through with my plans to head to Thailand because it was more than worth it. It was just the challenge I needed in life to push me mentally and really help with the personal growth I was (and still am) craving. The plan is to put together something to share the highlights of my travels while the memories are still fresh but for now I’m just allowing myself to do some light reflecting.

Distant View Of Sydney City

It’s quite surreal I have to say. Everything seems exactly as I left it. I haven’t had a chance to catch up with all my friends and family yet but the one’s I have had the pleasure of seeing already it’s like we’ve just picked up right where we left off. Always a comforting feeling being in the presence of someone you can just let your walls down with, be yourself, and not have to give the background story to everything because they already know.

Cairns, Australia

Funny to think I fought with myself many times about when I would return. It’s not that I didn’t miss people and it’s not that I hate where I’m from. But I had this deep fear that coming back would somehow cause me to lose my momentum towards my goals. After finally taking off and ticking long-term travel and solo travel off my list I didn’t want anything to hold me back from continuing. For lack of better term I was terrifyingly frightened of becoming ‘stuck’ in Wisconsin. It seems a bit silly now, as most of the worries I create for myself tend to, but I had some serious resistance going on.

Pai, Thailand

However, at the end of the day I think I waited until the right time. If I would have came home earlier I would have had some regrets and if I would have continued on to Laos and more of South East Asia as I was (loosely) planning on doing when I first started my jaunt in Thailand I don’t think I would have enjoyed myself as much. Or at least wouldn’t have been as present as I would have liked. 

Floating Markets In Bangkok

To give a little background I left Sydney the first week of October and headed to Cairns to do something I had envisioned since coming to Australia which was dive in the Great Barrier Reef. I spent about a week there exploring and reveling in pure holiday mode. Afterwards I took off on a one-way flight to Thailand starting in Bangkok and planned to travel Thailand until I was ready to come home. I honestly had no idea how long I would be there but it ended up being  27 days and was mostly spent in the north.

Diving In The Great Barrier Reef

The first 3 weeks of my trip I was high on freedom ready to do and see it all. But the last week  was filled with some deep introspection. To be completely honest I was pretty burnt out and the resistance I had towards going home was really starting to take its toll on me. There was a lingering feeling that I needed to get things in order before I could be fully present and continue traveling.

Pai Canyon

In order to keep sane I spent time doing tons of reiki, meditation, journaling and a healthy dose of alone time. I  had the great fortune of meeting a few other likeminded travelers so when I was feeling social I was in the company of  goodhearted people. All of that combined helped me to realize exactly what it was I needed to feel good and start vibrating at a more positive energy level again. Literally one day I woke up and it dawned on me that I wanted to come home for a little bit. Without thinking I pushed aside all the feelings that I had that deemed coming home as being some sort of ‘travel failure’ (whatever that means) and just bought my ticket.

Buddha Statue

Thankfully, after a long journey from Thailand back to the US I can already tell that I made the right decision. My intuition tells me a new chapter is waiting to be started and I have so many projects I’m planning on getting done as I hibernate through the brutality of Wisconsin’s winter. (Call me dramatic but I was really spoiled in Sydney. ) The feeling in my heart is that I’m right on track. Even though I initially fantasized about non-stop travel, coming back home to refuel, get a bit more grounded and re-evaluate my goals is ultimately the best thing I think I can do for myself now.

Coconut Cart, Bangkok

With all of that being said these upcoming weeks are dedicated to ‘getting my life together’ as I like to call it— lots of goal setting, planning, plotting, and reuniting to be done. Once I get my thoughts sorted I hope to share some of my visions for 2015. Overall I’m excited for what’s in store and am feeling really confident in my ability to accomplish all I’ve had brewing in my mind for way too long. Life is good right about now and for that I am more than grateful.

Last Sunset In Bangkok





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When Life Feels Too Big

This is an excerpt from my journal from September 3rd, 2014. It’s an attempt to experiment with the types of things I post to my blog and to find different ways to share my experiences in an honest way. 

Photo Courtesy Of  Max Lyons.

Photo Courtesy Of Max Lyons.

Sometimes life feels too big and today is one of those days. It’s a strange feeling. A huge hitting does of anxiety sweeps over me which could be potentially paralyzing if I gave into that twisted tunnel. The realization that life  is constantly moving, always changing like one big roller coaster of opportunity, loss, joy, heartache, thrill, sadness,  vulnerability and whatever else gets tossed in along the way all settles in at once. I feel the need to resist the change, cling to the past—I’m not ready to move on.

At the same time, in the back of my consciousness, I’m aware that ultimately I choose my reality.  It doesn’t have to be frightening. My feelings towards myself and the world are produced by my own perceptions and beliefs that I  can create, change, and mold at any given moment. Currently it feels like a daunting responsibility, though still tantalizing to know that I have the ability to leave what doesn’t suit me and  start fresh whenever I please. The option to move forward is always there, I just have to choose it—but that’s the challenge of it all.

It’s slightly eerie slowly becoming more and more aware of what my choices and thoughts are beginning to unfold right before my eyes. Like I’m looking in from the outside or watching a film. Half knowing what the next scene will bring, until it actually plays out and I realize I had only a small inclination.

The open ended outcome that awaits like impending darkness can indeed be a scary thing—there’s really no telling exactly what is to come. Just when you think you’ve got things figured out the ground shakes and you’re tossed around like the snowflakes in a 99 cent snow globe. It can seem like we’re constantly trying to find our feet, a new obstacle appearing just as we thought we had reached the finish line. But I have to stop and wonder, is it really all that complicated or is it yet again, the doings of our mind? Incessantly  over-analyzing and compartmentalizing every action, word, and feeling we have.

Soon after these thoughts settle, an overcoming sense of joy and anticipation for life seems to settles in. Ideas for the future flood my brain and I feel ready to charge forwards.  Funny how the freedom of life can leave us crippled with fear for a moment and unable to contain our excitement the next.



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On Not Knowing What The Future Holds

let go

It seems every few days the topic of conversation turns  into something like, “So, where are you headed next? What’s the plan?”.  I would never consider myself a highly organized person or someone with an incessant need to plan every small detail of the future, but usually I have at least a drafted answer to dole out to the curious questioner. However, these days this question often leaves me to respond with a blank stare and a shoulder shrug.

There is no  itinerary or even a flight booked out of Australia.  All I have are a few vague ideas I cling to and ramble off almost like a script  in order to avoid the conversation as a whole. But the truth is I’m  content with my future as a blank slate.

A month ago panic  set in and I felt pressured to know it all. I realized almost a years time had passed and I hadn’t seen it all or done it all. I went through ups and downs almost daily, alternating between beating myself up for not having traveled more and  beaming with appreciation for the  people I’ve met and relationships I’ve grown.

After an exceptionally beautiful, caffeine fueled winter day (I’ve come to learn how positively affected I am by the sunshine) that had me on a natural high I decided I had enough of the inner battle; I  needed to let it all go. Constant grief was not only holding me back from enjoying my time left in Australia but it didn’t put me any closer to figuring out my next moves.

Of course, easier said than done. Having control over every aspect of our lives is what we’re taught to do. Setting 10 year plans while we’re barely  of legal age and expecting to have it all figured out as we begin the race to adulthood. It’s like if we don’t know the when, where, who, and why of life then we must have no direction and be wandering aimlessly. And maybe so.

For now I’m choosing to let things unfold as they will. Listening to what calls to me and makes my eyes light up; the synchronicity of life. Slowly I’m letting go of the should have’s and should be’s. Instead choosing to remind myself of all the positivity, strength, and inner knowledge  this past year has given me. With this I feel a growing confidence that whatever my future holds will be worthwhile. What’s next to come will be right for me just as the past 10 months have given me exactly what I needed at the right times and in the right doses.

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Personal Transformation Through Travel

This post was originally written for and published on Epicure & Culture.

Road To Transformation

Photo Courtesy Of James Wheeler.

Travel allows us to get in touch with different sides of ourselves that, for better or for worse, may not show themselves as we go about our usual daily routines. As we become immersed in new cultural experiences and have a personal transformation our senses are heightened, intuition becomes clearer and our ability to open up to the abundance of opportunities this world has to offer expands. New adventures appear in the form of speaking a local language, integrating into different cultures, and making friends—all of which push us out of our comfort zones. But most of all, whether intended or not, travel will deepens the relationship we have with ourselves.

Personal Growth Through Challenge

Without a doubt travel provides plenty of challenge, which is one of the many reasons people love it so much. Challenge forces us out of our comfort zone and invites us to become more conscious of ourselves and how we react in certain situations. Trial and error is the norm and there is more of a demand for self-reliance, regardless of whether you are traveling solo or with a group. Being pushed into new situations gives us space to grow and enables us to tackle things we may have thought we weren’t capable of—a definite confidence boost.

Until recently I’d never been away from my hometown for more than a month. Now after nines months of living in Australia I’ve overcome more mental barriers than I even knew I had. My ability to trust my gut instincts has strengthened, I’m mastering the art of budgeting and I overall feel I have more control over how I live.

Pushing Past Fear

Myself, like many others, tend to get stuck in the “what if’s”. What if I get homesick? What if I run out of money? What if I don’t make any new friends? Truthfully the only way to face these fears is to confront them head on.

Pushing past fear and silencing our egos in order to find our place in a new destination, even if only for a few days, is inevitable. You may find yourself conversing with strangers even if you’re shy or eating the local cuisine offered by a hospitable family even if back home you would never think of eating that certain food. These are the experiences that stretch our minds and gain a multidimensional perspective on the world around us.

Fresh Starts

Away from the everyday routine at home, travel opens up the opportunity to renew ourselves. As if a weight is being lifted from our shoulders it can loosen us up and make us confident and comfortable in our skin. It may be that we are away from the people we subconsciously fear judge us the most — whether at work, family or friends — or the thrill of a new location, but travel has a way of peeling back that protective layer we tend to build and open us up to being more of the person we want to become.

While living abroad this year I finally found the courage to take the plunge and shave my head—something I’d always wanted to do. With a more open schedule I could finally do things like stick to a regular fitness routine and work on the creative writing projects I’d put aside. Even if you don’t make drastic changes while away, travel aides in boosting your creativity so that you return home feeling refreshed and filled inspired.


Photo Courtesy Of Chelsea Chen.

Facing Yourself

It may not be noticed immediately, but the small day-to-day challenges like navigating foreign transportation or ordering off a foreign menu help to create an awareness of how we operate out of our element. Our words and actions become magnified because the repercussions, positive or negative, seem to contain more personal responsibility. Though sometimes it can be frustrating, confusing, and even lonely, these uncomfortable feelings allow us to strengthen our internal relationship.

You are also able to face suppressed or personal issues that need to be addressed. This is why I never agree when someone suggests that travel is a form of running away. Your physical destination will change, but any emotional, physical, or spiritual baggage you may have travels along. Thankfully a change of scenery often amplifies this “baggage” so we can face it head on without our usual distractions.

During my travels I’ve spent a good amount of time having fun, exploring and meeting new people; however, I’ve also had the time to slow down and reflect. Through reflection I’ve gotten to take a closer look at certain habits I’ve created throughout my life that I feel have been hindering my growth. By taking a closer look at how I’ve been living I found opportunities to make positive life changes and have started piecing together a more solid idea of the kind of life I would like to create for myself.

As the saying goes, “It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.” Even heading to the next city over from where you live can give the time away and space needed to get in touch with yourself. The experience of travel helps to build a strong foundation of personal power, which will allow us to face the future challenges of life.

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Intuition And Travel Plans

I talk a lot about intuition and how it plays such a powerful role in the way I live my life. I’ve always been a person ruled by feeling, and emotion, and most of my decisions are made by gut instincts vs logical reasoning. If something doesn’t feel right to me it’s almost as if I can’t physically bring myself to do it.

The past couple years especially have been a test of trusting my intuition. As I sit in my cozy apartment in Australia I wonder what life would have been like had I gone against my hearts pleading to travel and stretch,  instead staying put giving in to the  ’what if’s’ of my mind. I’ve seen time and time again the consequences of going against my gut feeling to do what sounds right logically (IE: befriending certain people who didn’t have my best interest in mind). Now the time has come as I have 3 months left on my visa to put trusting myself to the true test.

A plan of some sort needs to be put together as I’m quite literally being kicked out of the country in early October.   But to be honest, I’m ready to go. Australia has offered so much beauty as well as many personal growth opportunities and I know once I leave I will miss it but my heart tells me its time to move on.

Nearing a year of being away from my family and friends back in the U.S. there’s been incessant internal chatter about whether to keep on traveling or go home. While I initially thought I would be booking flights home to Milwaukee in August it seems I’ve had some sort of  breakthrough and  realized that may not be what I need right now. I’m not sure exactly when it happened but its as if in the past month I’ve overcome certain limitations that have always told me it was mandatory to go back home. That’s how its always been; work, save, travel, go back home and repeat. Except now I feel ready to try a different strategy.

What if I continued on?  Truthfully it’s a thought that scares the hell out of me but at the same time it’s also intensely exciting. Instead of the thoughts of failure I’m  being bombarded with images of success—what if I really can make a life of travel work for me? Trying something and finding out it didn’t work out quite as I hoped is much better than not trying at all and always wondering if things could have been different in my opinion.

At this stage I no certain plans so I won’t make any announcements. However, my intuition’s booming voice has been louder than ever and I think it’s safe to say I will be piecing together yet another adventure. I just feel like there’s so much more opportunity if I continue forward that it would be silly to back out now.

Stay tuned kids because I think there’s going to be some fun to be had.

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Take A Little Time

We rush to meet deadlines, to make it on time to school and work. We rush through meals so we can get on to our next activity. Conversations with loved ones are hurried along or simply forgotten to be had because we “can’t find the time”. It’s a constant search for the next best thing as we strive to meet the next milestone in life. But what about the now?

Too often as  I feel myself drift softly into silence my mind perks up forbidding me from fully indulging into a moment of peace and in float the thoughts of what “I should be doing”. I should be writing, looking for more clients, working out, tackling that nonsense task on my to-do list that has somehow become urgent or doing something more “exciting”.  Anything but settling into my feeling of ease.

Tamarama Beach Sunset

Why is it so hard to let go and take each moment as it presents itself? Why must we always want more when we can barely accept the now?

Of course, it’s important to look to the future. Working towards something gives us a sense of accomplishment and bettering ourselves is a crucial part of leading a fulfilling life. But on the other hand what good is it to tirelessly work towards something if we don’t take the proper time to enjoy the time spent on the journey to achieve it?

When is enough, enough? When is acceptable to step away for a moment and figure it out later?

If I was making more money would my life be more satisfying? Would it all be easier if I was at that next step in life already? If only I had ‘fill in the blank’ things would be complete, right? Probably not.

At times I feel trapped in a state of paralyzation. Unsure whether to move  forward faster or slow down. Time flies and if today were to be my last day would it really matter if I got that extra time in of whatever felt so urgent in my mind?

I’m learning sometimes ‘nothing’ is OK. In fact, that may be all we need to do when we feel like we’re not doing enough—nothing at all. Instead maybe its best to press the pause button on life and regenerate ourselves so that when we are ready to ‘do’ again we can  with vigor.

So maybe instead of asking ourselves if we’re doing enough we should stop and appreciate what we have already done as its brought us this far. Maybe its time to enjoy our time for what it is  until the next moment is ready to present itself to us.

The Rocks Tamarama Beach

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Vulnerability Is Not A Weakness

Photo courtesy of Aleera.

Photo courtesy of Aleera.

Vulnerability is an inevitable part of our human existence.

The raw flood of emotion coursing through your veins as the walls you thought were so sturdily built come crumbling down. How did this happen? How did you find yourself in this position? You trusted, your heart became softened, it all felt so right. Only to be left with the harsh sting of hurt throbbing inside of you.

The mask you wore each day that safely hid you has been lifted.  You’ve been revealed and those around you know who you really are now. Yet somehow, you feel more alive. The world as you knew it is in a  whirlwind  around you but your heart is set ablaze with empowerment. A portion of your inner wall, the one you worked built carefully around your precious heart, has been torn down. A weight has been lifted from your shoulders.

Vulnerability has the power to do this. Rip you open, leave you confused as shit, bewildered with emotion that has been dug out from the deep crevices of your soul. But with all that it has stirred within just know it will all be alright. That’s the beauty of raw emotion and as the saying goes, if it doesn’t kill you it’ll make you stronger.

If you’re reading this right now I think it’s safe to say you’ve experienced fear, rejection, and all the other negative emotions that make you want to retreat deeper into your shell away from the cold, harsh world. Away from the those who will never understand you, those that hurt you, and those who don’t give a damn. And maybe its true that they never will but this is about you, not them.

It’s time to understand yourself. You may have fooled them with your mask but you can never fool your heart for too long.

In reality it takes strength to be vulnerable. Exposing your naked truths is an act of courage.  People are cruel, the love you give is not guaranteed to be returned, you won’t always be liked, and some people will label you naive and weak for being this way. But to walk towards this and away from the cozy shelter of avoidance is an act of greatness.

Embrace your vulnerable feelings. The boiling, bitter rage,  the uncertainty, the sadness, confusion, and complexity of your inner self—embrace it all.  Indulge in life with your heart on your sleeve. Express your inner desires and speak your mind. Let yourself be fragile. In the moments of intense vulnerabiltiy we’re blessed with the ability to experience our authenticity.  Only once we experience the deep pain of the lows can we enjoy the beauty of the highs. Only after we’ve felt weak and broken can our inner flame burn its brightest.




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Reflections On 6 Months Living and Traveling Abroad

Sunset in Bondi

Sunset in Bondi

It’s officially been six months since I boarded the plane in Chicago’s O’hare Airport to Melbourne, Australia. A mixture of disbelief (that it’s gone so fast) and restlessness (where to next) rush about when I take a second to really let that sink in. As much courage as it initially took to make my journey out here I knew deep down that I would be gone at least this long—even if  I  refused to say out loud to anyone for certain that I’d be away from home for the year long extent of my work and holiday visa.

Throughout the past six months I’ve gone through my fair share of ups and downs; being filled with immense joy,  feeling like I have the world in the palm of my hands to the doubt and uncertainty that inevitably hits when you’re so far away from a place you’ve called home for 24 years.

Change has run its course through the “original plan” to live and work in Melbourne and I’ve somehow ended up in Sydney. Although that’s one of my favorite parts of travel—seeing where it all takes you and how things actually play out. Really there’s only so much planning ahead you can do.

This point in my journey is not only a proud accomplishment but some sort of self validation that travel is going to continue to play a leading role in my life for a long while. Without little more than a hope to capture my current feelings, a few of the lessons I’ve learned, and a small glimpse at what I see  for myself in the near future here is some of what has been on my mind thus far.

Wherever you go, there you are.

This saying never really resonated with me until recently. Living and working in a new country, full of new and foreign faces has brought on so many interesting challenges; yet when it comes down to it I’m living  only slightly different than I was before.

I never meant for my move to Australia to be an escape from anything in Wisconsin, nor did I assume I would transform into someone new overnight, but I’ve been able to see more clearly how a change of location doesn’t magically change a person. Of course there’s a lot of adapting to be done when entering new surroundings, i.e.: finding a place to live, finding a job, making friends, creating some sort of social life. But at the end of the day, through my  constant rising and falling feelings on it all, I am still me.

There are times when I’m so sure I’m right where I need to be and other times I can’t think of an escape plan from this city fast enough. I learned quickly that if I chose to be unhappy by a circumstance that only I could change that around. Not something I was unaware of per say, just a fact that becomes a bit more blatant when you’re far away from familiar.

I tried for a while ignoring the fact that some of my bad habits or negative feelings still existed even though I was somewhere new but it was only a matter of time before I came to terms with accepting that a change of scenery isn’t enough to wipe the slate totally clean.  It can inspire and motivate you to change but it isn’t instantaneous.

It’s also been a strange yet gratifying feeling having my conscious self know that this is all playing an important part in whats yet to come on my journey towards greater independence. At first I was a little unsure about the uncomfortable feelings that were stirring inside without all my “usual options” available but as the months have gone by I’ve gotten progressively more creative with being there for myself. No one wants to hang out? I’ll go grab a glass of wine or lunch alone. Having a bad day? I’ll go for a run or walk by the ocean which is a sure way to remind myself how trivial my worries really are. And when all else fails there’s always journaling, which in my opinion, is a less crazy form of talking it out with yourself.



Learning To Slow Down And Find Balance

This has been a tough one. I go through periods where my restless mind is viciously pushing to move on and I get a feeling similar to what I think a caged animal might feel like. Even though I know constantly changing cities, sleeping in hostels way too often, and a little too much uncertainty for too long wears me out emotionally and physically, I can’t help but want to do all of the above from time to time.

Patience is a virtue in this case. Patience is also not something I have too much of. Which is why I’m choosing to use these moments as a lesson in slowing my mind down a little.

It might just be the beach life culture rubbing off on me a bit but it’s started to finally become so much clearer that I operate on a happier and higher functioning level when I  consciously make room for balance. Easier said than done of course especially since I’m a very black or white person.

Sydney, or at least Bondi, seemingly has it figured out though. An observation made from working in a cafe is that it seems everyone has time to stop in and grab their favorite espresso laden drink while reading the paper or chat with a friend. There are always people being active outside and just a general vibe of positivity. No one seems to be tied to their desk at all hours of the day or away from family and friends for too long. And if they are they make up for it on the weekends. All something I’m taking note on as I slowly craft together my ideal lifestyle.

Travel Remains On The Horizon

Looking back on things its almost funny to think I was so unsure about coming to Australia. No doubt it was a huge commitment to make but deep down I already knew making the trek would only unleash a deeper level of passion for travel—and exactly that has happened.

Hitting this half way point has spurred so many “where to next?” thoughts. I’ve fought back and forth with myself for thinking this way though. It certainly can’t be “living in the moment”, but if there’s anything I’ve learned about myself it’s that the more I try to fight off thinking about something the more it nags at me.

So while I haven’t mapped out any plans yet I’m opening myself to all the possibilities the universe has to offer me. Will I be teaching English in Southeast Asia? Making my way through Eastern Europe? I can’t say for sure but knowing that I can literally (well, for the most part) go anywhere I want to on this beautiful planet is one of the most awe inspiring feelings.

As my passion for travel has grown so has my appreciation for my family, friends, and city back in Wisconsin. The simplicity and goodhearted nature of the Midwest is undoubtedly missed. Nonetheless, since leaving I now question when and where I’ll have that “at home” feeling in my heart again.

I’ve reached an in-between point between realizing Sydney is not the city I see myself settling in, and even though whenever I do return to Milwaukee it will be seen with a new perspective, I can’t picture myself settling there either.

And so the wanderlust continues. I suppose there are far worse infectious things to be affected by.


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Be Set Free

set free

Photo Courtesy Of Gesina Smith.

To be set free of the burdens of the mind and heaviness of the heart is a feeling everyone should experience often. Now more than ever I’ve been realizing the importance of self expression and allowing myself to feel things thoroughly versus cutting my energies short in attempt to avoid feeling negativity in the future. As I touch pen to paper (or finger to keyboard) I can physically feel a weight being lifted. When I make the necessary time to practice self reiki, meditate, and enjoy the beauty around me my sanity is kept and  I am at ease.

There are things inside of us that need releasing—thoughts, emotions, feelings.

The process of release can be frightening but necessary none the less. There’s no need to keep it all in. We are meant to express ourselves, allow our thoughts, energies and emotions to flow freely. Instead we bottle it all up, tucking the negative neatly away in the pockets of our heart  where it becomes stuck. Until it begins to slightly probe at us aching for our attention; aching to be let loose. It is when we let things become lodged and stagnant that we start to feel discomfort which can show up as anxiety, depression, and fear.

Call up a friend, go for a walk, meditate, journal until your hearts content,  create something. Whatever resonates with you use that as an outlet. Without an outlet you are left carrying around old baggage that will only continue to grow heavier. There is no right or wrong way to do this only a feeling of lightness to be achieved that is patiently waiting on the other side of it all.  Uncover hidden passions, forgive yourself for mistakes of the past and begin a compassion fueled journey to self appreciation.

Allow yourself to move forward and ride along with the gripping waves of life. Set down the heavy baggage. What’s done is done; feel it, embrace it,  and be set free.



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More Professions Of Love To The Ocean

It’s colder out today.

I’m reminded of how calm I feel sitting next to the ocean and watch as the waves crash a little more intensely than usual.

The beach is empty of those who only come for the sun—today is grey. Some might call it glum but I’m feeling content and in tune.

I inhale deeply letting a cool, comforting breeze fill my lungs completely.

Exhale and I’m feeling at ease.

These are the days  I am thankful for the unending beauty this world has to offer. Reminded of how the simplicity in moments like these touch my heart.

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