While I was raised Catholic, I do not adhere to any one religion. My NDE gave me confirmation in the understanding that all religions are right and all are wrong and it really doesn’t matter which one a person practices or believes in, what matters is Love.
When life is going along and we’re happy with how it’s going along and we go about our days in a sort of comfortable space where we stop at Starbucks in the morning before work and go to our job, have pleasant conversation with those around us, work and go home again, then repeat.
Then, something switches. We start to become less happy with how things are going along. We find things to be unhappy about. The barista didn’t make your latte like they usually do. The people at work are starting to bore you. Work itself is more of a chore than a maybe more-than-a-little-pleasant thing to do for 8 hours a day. Something has changed.
You can’t put your finger on it, so you go along for a while, just continuing to do the same day over and over, until it hits you. You want something different for yourself.
You want to feel more. You want to do more. You want to wake up in the morning and be excited about living.
Stick around. I’ll write more about this. In the meantime, start exploring what it is you desire to experience in this life and how you might go about actually doing it!
In our recent move to the Hawaiian island of Maui, I’ve had some interesting things about myself come to light. Like, I hadn’t realized how much familiar surroundings and routine meant to me. Not that I had a super specific routine in my life before, but what surrounded me was familiar. Things around me had their place and I knew where to find them. My “stuff” was all around me. There was a comfort in just feeling the energy of my home, my neighborhood, my town. All of that has changed.
Moving 4500 miles away from where I lived for 22 years was more of a challenge than I anticipated. Although I’d chosen it, I’d planned it, I’d hyped it up to my husband, I found myself in moments of fear. I wasn’t completely sure if picking up my life and moving to the middle of the Pacific Ocean was such a great idea. I longed for home and the comforts of it. I wanted to see the same landscape out my window I’d seen every day for so long. I wanted to go to the grocery store and have the people working there nod hello because they knew my face.
Then, I watched the sunset on our wedding anniversary and a sea turtle swam by. Not only did it swim by, but it lifted its head out of the water and looked straight at us! Another swam directly underneath me two days later. We watched giant waves crash on ancient lava rocks and felt the energy of nature. We stood on a forest path amongst trees that had been there since indigenous Hawaiians lived on the land and it was still theirs.
I’ve been here 13 days and I’m already transforming. I’m moving toward who I came here to be. I’m becoming more, and I couldn’t be more grateful or more sure that yes, this was the right decision.
Much Aloha! xox
While it has a satisfying, somewhat cleansing appeal, the process of doing it makes me feel just a little bit ill. Granted, we don’t have a lot of material things, as I’ve made a conscious effort over the last 10-15 years to not gather together random bits of insignificant material objects. The process of sorting through what we do have and prioritizing keeping vs giving away is what makes me slightly nauseated.
That is, if I sit and think about it.
Stepping back and considering the process from a “feeling” point of view, not one that involves conscious thought but conscious feeling, I am eased into a much better state of vibration where I can focus on what I want. I want to keep things that have meaning to me and bring me joy when I look at them, when I hold them in my hands, when I remember where I got it and the circumstances around acquiring it. I want to cherish the feelings. I want to pass along those few special, memorable, good-feeling-provoking things that will also bring joy and meaning to my daughters.
It’s never just about me and what I want.
So, the minute nausea I feel at the idea of tackling the closets today is eased to near nonexistence, simply by reframing my thoughts and adjusting my vibration and focus. Love how life can be so simple!
Much Love to you today!
Something occurred to me as I was cleaning out a closet yesterday…
While I have this little blog, I post sporadically and when I’m really inspired to do so. I don’t post when I’m not inspired, so I’m sharing things with a pure energy of connection to everyone. Months ago, when our plans for moving to the Hawaiian islands began to really take shape, I thought about sharing my/our journey here (Ainsley, my husband, is a big part of it too!) but only wanted to if it was about the journey, the deeper aspects of the “why’s” for our decision to leave our home and family here. For Ainsley, it’s about moving even further away from his in the UK. There’s a depth to all that goes into making the decision to go, and the ultimate reasons are universally felt by many of us at different points in our lives.
In a nutshell, I feel like it’s important to talk about all of it, so as maybe to inspire someone else who is on the fence about embarking on their life’s next Big Adventure. I’d LOVE to have a video blog but am not great at editing and neither is my husband lol. We’ll see if we can work on that…
Watch this space!
Love to you all and a very Happy, Healthy New Year!!