Over the years, I have met some truly wonderful people who also happen to be wonderful coaches. I have been blessed to receive some amazingly helpful insights from them and have learned so much because of them. Some focused on my inner well-being and others focused on my physical health. Some of them were business coaches who filled me with welcomed knowledge and others were intuitive coaches who helped me balance my chakras and align my energy.
As lovely as each of these coaches was, I never felt
I’m writing this from my new home on the Oregon coast. It honestly feels surreal to write that – to really take it in.
Just two months ago, I shared here about my dream of wanting to move to the beach – of longing to live by the water and take in the ocean’s energy. For over a year, my soul had been whispering that this is what I needed to fully heal my body and to fully align with my soul. I knew it. I could feel it. But I was afraid to make such a big leap.
Like most of us, I have many dreams that I want to bring to life. I spend countless hours visualizing them coming to fruition, fully immersing myself in them, and living right smack in the center of them. When I go to sleep at night, I dream about them. And when I wake up in the morning, they are the first thing on my mind.
After many, many years of one dream after the other, I pretty much have the whole dreaming part down by now.
However, I also have a huge side of me who loves to be safe and
I’ve had a really tough week, and so I’ve asked my soul to write this post to all of us when we’re feeling disheartened and defeated. I know that we’ve all found ourselves here at one point or another, and so if you’re also feeling this way, it’s my hope that this will be as helpful for you as I’m hoping it will be for me.
I want to start by saying that no matter what has happened or hasn’t happened
Today is my grandma’s 90th birthday. This milestone is bittersweet because while her physical body is still here on Earth, it feels like her soul has been gone for many years. She has dementia, and if I called she most likely wouldn’t even know who I was. The last time we spoke, I was trying to figure out a way to get back home to see her. She said that I had better hurry because she didn’t know how much longer she would be around. I had no idea how true this was – I sort