Ever hear your soul calling? When it’s time for a change, or when it’s time to step it up, or when it’s time to stop whining? I can’t always hear it. But lately I’ve heard it whispering.
It started here at Coachella:
I realized something in my life was missing, but I could not put my finger on it. I have a wonderful life, great hubs, great job, wonderful family and crazy beezies who never say no to a glass of wine or booty bounce or a motor boat. Then we went to San Fran…
And got to make some
bad decisions with these beezies…
And was surrounded by these dapper gentlemen. And life felt just short of perfect, but why I knew not.
Until today when what I missed slapped me across the face. Driving home, I realized I had completely abandoned up on my blog and told myself to post again, daily. ALWAYS easier in my mind. And then I tweeted this, thinking of my days where I lived in lululemon, never even put jeans on.
And finished my workout to find this:
It was a sign and it screamed to me how much
- I missed my blog.
- I missed the people I used to connect with through health, wellness and the glitter of the interwebs that make this a small world.
- I missed writing for me.
- I missed holding my creativity, health and overall balance accountable through my quills.
- It has become a part of my life, and without it I am naked.
And tonight at dinner, trying some place new and unusual, this sat next to me:
I get it soul, I hear you loud and clear. And thank you Coachella, San Fran, the Napa Flu and my beezies, for inspiring and giving me the nudge. And thank you Sophie for slapping what I needed right across my face.
Here’s to looking forward.
(Photo by Tara Henry)