Another New Year…

Dec 31

…Another chance to write an even better story, to create an even better life than the year before.

During 2021 I did so much work. I prioritized my healing. I sacrificed building my business so I could work on me. Building a business on the unhealthy mental health foundation I had wasn’t working anyway. It was the best decision I could have made. It was a powerful year.

During 2022 I continued doing the work, I continued prioritizing and sacrificing, while reaping the benefits of the work I did the previous year. My mental health continued to improve as I integrated all that work.

In January 2022, I decided that #vanlife was my next goal. I spent the next 4+ months getting my house ready to sell so I could buy my van. Purging, organizing, releasing attachments, and creating a beautiful home. By the time my realtor, who is amazing, I love her, came in to stage it in May I was a tiny bit sad to be selling it. It was finally the home I had been trying to create, but #vanlife was still calling.

In May I became a 2nd step Ritual Master in the Lineage of King Salomon through the Modern Mystery School. It was a powerful initiation that has brought with it a lot of clarity, Light, healing, empowerment, joy, and so much more. The RM path is hard, but it’s worth it. When you have to face all your shit, it can be hard, but now I crave it, I seek it out.

In June the house was sold and on 1 July I moved out. 2 years after I moved in. It was bittersweet. It was the cocoon that held me while I transformed and transmuted into the Goddess I am becoming. I entered the house fearful of my power and moved out embracing it. I immediately moved in with my sister and Stephanie in Portland part time, and part time with Carlos in Bremerton while I searched for my van.

In August I went back to Toronto to attend Warriors of Light (WOL) training and a few one-day classes before hand. WOL was fantastic. It was hard. It showed me everything I knew it would and more. It sparked shifts in areas I was still blocked in despite all the hard work I had been doing. Shifts I’m still doing well in now 4 months later.

When I got back from WOL, my youngest son and I flew to Boise to pick up the van I found and drove it back to WA. From there I started getting it ready to move into.

In September I took it out on a few test runs, got it serviced, insured, registered and started moving in.

On 19 October I drove out and started #vanlife officially.

My goal was Toronto by 3 November, so I could attend programs again. I got there without issue and with a whole lot of joy. I learned a lot. I pushed far passed comfort zones and fear. I saw many people all across the US, some I hadn’t seen in years. I had a lot of fun.

In November programs, took a smattering of classes and I greatly underestimated how powerful all of them would be. I started classes on the 6th and finished on the 21st. That was the longest program I had attended. It was super intense and I loved it all. Towards the end my radiator sprung a leak and stranded me on a busy road in Toronto on the way to class, but it all turned out great and it was fixed for a reasonable amount of money. I ended up staying with a couple of new friends in their AirBnb and we had a great time. In the past I would have freaked out.

The last 6 days I learned a healing modality called Ensofic Ray. This is a powerful modality that I’m excited to offer. The full protocol is 3- one hour sessions and I already have one client who is one session away from completing it. I can’t wait to see what it shifts in his life.

My van got fixed, I picked it up, and I drove straight to the DC area to stay with one of my favorite humans for Thanskgiving. I was able to spend a few days there and regroup after a few weeks in Toronto and a week with my van being in the shop. It was a great time!

In December I drove from DC to Phoenix stopping at the Carter Caves and Mammoth Caves, a few places in Nashville along the way. However, my engine light came on so I ended up buying a code reader, and after reading that many people drive for months with the same code, I drove hard and straight to Phoenix. 525 miles per day for 3 days and got to Phoenix. I just needed to be where I had a support system. I was also in need of a break. I needed to stay in one area for bit. It had been a wonderful 2 months, and it was also a lot, so rest was needed.

Part of VanLife is wondering where I’m going to move to when I’m done, so as I drive through I feel the energy of the area. I try to picture myself living there. Most of the US that I’ve driven through have felt the same as when we were a military family moving around: Sure, any place could work, if necessary, but it’s not where I want to grow roots.

One of my favorite people on this earth has been hoping that I move to Phoenix, Arizona, because that’s where she moved, along with several other people, and I keep telling her, “NO way! I’m not a desert girl. Not happening.” As I drove across the border from New Mexico to Arizona I immediately felt “it.” My immediate thought was, “Fuck, I’m moving to Arizona, aren’t I.” It just felt right energetically. Then about 90 minutes later, as I came out of the mountains, and the city lights of Phoenix came into view below me, I knew. At least for a while, Phoenix is my home.

There is still a part of me that isn’t a fan of this plan. It’s so dry there. I’m a water girl. A land locked desert state sounds like literal hell, haha. However, the adventurer in me is so excited! I’m so ready to explore the southwest as I build my empowerment business. I’m ready to have home base while I continue #vanlife in whatever way it will look like. The constant driving is'n’t that fun and it’s not sustainable. The only reason I was doing it was due to the events I was trying to get to. I want to really explore areas. Slowly.

The biggest things holding me back from this decision is my kids and my family. I don’t want to move away from them. I also know that I just don’t want to live in the PNW anymore. I need the sun!!! OMG, I need the sun! I need a new place to explore. I need my limits pushed. I need my comfort zone stretched. I will always push that comfort zone. It’s always who I have been. When I let myself linger in the comfort zone I wilt. This waterlogged woman needs to dry out and bask in the sun. I can do hard things. I will be great in 120 degree weather.

When I get back to Phoenix at the end of the month I’ll have to get the van fixed. The engine light came on and the code reads something about the particulate matter sensor circuit. I have no idea how much that will be or how long it will take to fix, but that’s the next step for the van. Then I’ll head back to Toronto for RM 2.5 and WOL in February. My goal, at this point in time is RM 3 in August 2023 and guide initiation in November. I will work as hard as I can to get there. I will do the work on myself I need to do. I will do the work financially I need to do. Serving people as a guide is part of my mission. It’s one of the major ways I will help humanity. I’m not wasting time getting there.

My boys can be flown to me. I can fly back here. My family can come visit me. I can come visit them. It’s a few states away. It’s not across the world. Yet. Looking at you, Scotland.

The example I want to set for my kids, and everyone, is that they can do hard things. They should always choose what is best for them even if those around them don’t like it. They should always choose growth and healing. They should always choose progression. Get out, explore, change, shift, transform, eliminate that comfort zone and experience as much joy in the physical as possible. I could fail miserably, but so what. Learn and move forward. I could also succeed brilliantly! Either way I grow. Either way I am no stagnant. Stagnant = death of the soul. Even if you have to crawl, move! Take even the smallest step towards what you want in life. If it’s a wrong step, then turn and take a new step in a new direction. Learn, adapt, grow, and progress.

I’ve included my Instagram feed so you can see all the things I’ve posted since I set out. It’s been a fun ride so far.