I’ve had an incredible year so far. It’s been full of introspection, isolation and revelations. All good things for me. As an introvert, I’m happiest surrounded by the people I love in quiet settings, enjoying the simple pleasures in life. Nature, family, friends and the solace of peace. These things have been my focus the past seven months. I’ve filled journals and written more from my heart than all the years I’ve been writing. It didn’t always flow…sometimes I pulled it out, cutting the cords as it landed, bloody and cold, on the paper. But that’s what healing looks like. That’s what the heart needs in order to grow. Each time it’s broken, it rebuilds stronger, larger and (if allowed) able to hold even more love the next time.
Lately I’ve been working to find my “authentic self”. To speak (aloud) my needs, wants and boundaries and not just put them on paper. I’ve been struggling to be true to myself and follow my true path. Again, nothing easy there. But one thing that wasn’t hard was discovering my passions. While there weren’t a lot of surprises in what makes me happy, what was surprising is that I’ve known what they were all along and have even started down the path so many times. But I kept turning around. I kept forgetting where I was going. I was so focused on the destination, I forgot how to get there. I forgot I need to put one foot in front of the other and DO something in order to get there.
Like any smart hiker, my journey is planned. I have my map, my supplies and my emergency plan in place. I have my first aid kit. I have my team. I’ve done all my research, know all the potential risks and potential glories. But what good is all the preparation if I never step outside? Never break in my new boots? So, I’m ready to go. I’m taking the physical steps to create the dream I’ve been visualizing for so long. My path is clear. It’s rough and it’s full of pot holes, but it’s my path. It’s the one I need to take in order to arrive at my destination. It’s my journey. I’ve spent a great deal of time deep in the soul. It’s time to leave the proverbial cave, set my compass and point my face to the sun.
Because you can’t get there from here…if you don’t move.
Trekking The Soul 