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The Birth of a Venus
I have been thinking a lot about the energy of spring. It is a time of year when many people start to feel excitement as they shake off the dormancy of winter and prepare for life to start to sprout up again. Personally, this spring feels more like a time of renewal than ever before as I leave to find a home in another country and prepare to give birth to a new life.
Permission
I’ve been asked a lot lately about what possessed me to make the radical changes to my life I’ve made this past year and the even more radical ones I am embarking on in the next couple of months. What made me leave the comforts of the life I knew is a question I get from people (particularly women) excited to see me designing a whole new life but seemingly resigned to not daring to dream themselves.
Love Warriors
February is a very dreary month in many parts of the world, so it’s easy to forget that it is also the month when we celebrate the most powerful force on earth - love. It’s actually quite extraordinary that a species that can be unspeakably hateful, destructive, and evil to our fellow man and our planet home actually stops to acknowledge and celebrate love, albeit for one day. For most, Valentine's Day is a celebration of romantic love, which is a beautiful connector between two people lucky enough to find it. But if we take a look at love past the intimate relationship, chocolates, and greeting cards, we might start to wonder why we don’t celebrate this with the rest of humanity every single day.
New Year, New Visions
Happy New Year!?
This is something we say this time of year, but it occurs to me that this is more of a question than a statement. Whether it will be happy or not will be significantly impacted by the energy that you bring to it.
The Luxury of Enough
I wrote my first blog, called “The Luxury of Enough,” way back in 2011. Back then, we were post-2008 housing crash, and the once “must have” McMansions had become our white elephants. Self-storage units and pod use exploded, and our homes, garages, basements, and attics were bursting at the seams with all the things we just had to have. Soon we realized that the accumulation was choking us out, and maintaining, insuring, servicing, and cleaning our “stuff” was sucking our valuable life energy.
The Stranger
I recently heard someone say that freedom wasn’t “nothing left to lose” but rather, “nothing left to be.” What a powerful statement on the peace that comes with finally finding and accepting one’s authentic self.
The Goodbye
The 18th-century French poet and novelist Anatole France said “All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.” Those words rang so true as I spent the past few weeks saying a bittersweet goodbye to the place I have called home for the last 22 years.