To My Grandkids,
Change is such a beautiful thing.
Lately, a lot has changed in my life. I went from living on a Caribbean island to living in the snow-kissed mountains again. The shift was long, and forced me to be patient and stay in the present moment, a practice I had been slacking on prior to the move.
When we flew back to the states, I got on a train back to Montana. I've spent the last 2 years of my life traveling now, and although my heart feels called to hundreds of places all over, Montana never fails to be the one place that feels like home. 'Home' to me isn't Missouri where I spent most of my life.. Not at all. Home to me is the place where I blossomed, learned what I truly wanted, learned who I really am, discovered my souls purpose, and took the first steps to living my dream life. Home is where I became me- fully, truly, and unapologetically ME. (and that did NOT happen in MO)
A week later, I found myself on the road again, driving states away to a place I'd never been. A place where the red mountains glisten in the hot summer sun, and the snow calls to skis and snowboards country wide. This is a place of new discovery, growth and divine BEING. This new place I arrived at, in the mountains of Utah, truly does feel like home.
This place is my own. There are no expectations to meet except mine, and so far they have been exceeded. This place I pass through may not be permanent, but for now, my heart fits perfectly in this big city apartment. I am exactly where I am meant to be. The universe never fails to align me through space and time, defying all odds to position me in the place of my best interest, the place of my highest growth, and the place for my highest self to SHINE and THRIVE. Big things happening here.
Life. Is. So. Good. And I am so grateful.
I cant wait to tell you the secrets these mountains hold, but those stories can wait until we meet in person..
Your ever growing, ever learning, ever LOVING, Nana J :)