OMG…We’re Movin’ to the Lakes!

I was getting ready for a moving sale this weekend, became overwhelmed, and needed a break.  As I sat down with my coffee, I found myself surrounded by little symbols of my past. Out of nowhere, it hit me—how much I’d been dragging around with me. Much of it felt more joyful in memory than it ever did in the moment.

Somewhere along the way, I’d reached a point where I felt stuck. Trapped. Like there wasn’t anything to look forward to. And despite all the inner work I’d done—years of personal growth, self-reflection, and reinvention—the stress had become too much. It felt easier to just settle into the mundane. I forgot who I was becoming and slowly started to slip back into who I had already been.

But you know what they say... it’s always darkest before the dawn, and just when I thought there was no hope left—I completely lost my mind - in the best way possible. I stepped outside the box I had built for myself and leapt into the infinite realm of what if? I made the wild, unwavering decision to follow my heart.

So, I sold the house... and we’re moving to the lake.

The lake has always been something my soul whispered about. Every morning, before fully landing in my body—coffee in hand, but before the caffeine kicked in—I’d dream about it. I’d imagine what it would look like, what it would feel like. I’d been daydreaming about that life for years, but always with a little resistance or a reason why it “wasn’t time yet.”

Then something shifted. I said yes. A full-bodied, no-looking-back kind of, “YES”!! I started giving thanks for it as if it was already mine. I dreamed bigger, clearer: Time freedom, nature, a healthy body, a thriving business, peace, and most importantly, JOY - and just like that, the energy shifted. Mike (my partner in all things wild and wonderful) said yes, too and things started to roll.

I was alive again. I could feel—and therefore, I could write again. (I hadn’t written a thing in months. It was like I had dropped into the great void… nothing to say, nothing to feel, nothing to write about, just... nothing.)

But now? The magic is back. The world feels mystical and serendipitous again. And so do I.

This journey has been packed with lessons—patience, trust, courage, faith, and rediscovering who I really am.

I have no idea what’s coming next—and that’s the best part. For the first time in a long time, I’m not trying to control every detail or plan every step. I’m co-creating with something bigger than me… something unseen but deeply felt.

What I do know is this: I’m trading in survival mode for a life that feels aligned, expansive, and a little bit magical. I’m choosing joy, freedom, and the thrill of becoming.

So no, I don’t have it all figured out—but I’m finally okay with that. Because this time, I’m not just building a new life - I’m building one I actually want to live. 

Go ME! 

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