Things have been pretty slow moving since I left New Orleans on Monday and set out for Colorado. In all honesty, I was moving through some intense emotions as I began adjusting to living in my car, by myself, on the other side of the country. I am aware how much of an internal/spiritual journey this is as much as a physical one. The further west I drove, from all that was once familiar, the deeper my heart ached. Mourning a chapter of my life that was coming to a much anticipated close. In the moments of sheer doubt I have experienced the past few days, I couldn’t help but know from a higher awareness that life was trying to break me open not break me down. There is no more room to hide from my own potential. This is the type of growth that comes from leaving every single one of your comfort zones and plunging into the unknown. Because the truth is much of my life is uncertain now and I wouldn’t want it any other way. I don’t have some magnificent route planned out, I’m not quite sure where I’ll be tomorrow yet alone a month from now. But I do know that wherever I end up I’ll be there fully. Showing up in each coming moment as a more embodied version of my most authentic self. So, as I sit here writing this 10,000 feet up somewhere in Colorado, I know in my soul that this is where my new chapter beings.
On a lighter note, I have been brushing my teeth in a lot of weird places…can’t help but laugh at this weird life we’re all living.
Much love,
Jara.
One of the many, many ranches I passed while driving through Texas.
West!
Spent the first few hours in Colorado in complete awe.