I'm in a zone.
When I was younger and first beginning to collect memories I would find myself in a slew of warm times, cushioned in by friends and laughter or tragedy and sadness resulting in growth and a kind of inner strength that hadn't been there before, and get lulled into thinking life would always be that way.
When I first realized those were seasons I was in my first semester of university, something I had so looked forward to, and hating it. There I sat in my car, heat blasting on my face and freezing cold toes as -30 weather tried to suck the life out of me, thinking about how boring things had become. Wasn't life on your own supposed to be more interesting than this? As I flipped through images in my mind it hit me 'If that happens again I need to soak it in for all it's worth'.
And thankfully more of those special times keep coming, but they still sneak up sometimes.
Last week we went to the desert for a few days. It was incredibly peaceful and quiet and warm with no set agenda. I was sitting there completely still when it donned on me: you're in one. Not because I was out of town, but because it was quiet enough to hear my life.
Sounds hokey, but it's true.
Is it possible to have a spiritual moment within your life? I'm not sure spiritual is the right word. Maybe a time of introspection or self-reflection where you tuck away inside yourself is a better way to describe it. Whatever you want to call it, that's where I'm at and no I haven't been hitting the sauce. In fact I'm on a no alcohol thing for 30 days. Yeah, get there.
Lately my spare time has been walks at the beach instead of hours at the blog. Kicking off the Whole 30 and getting serious about maintaining my health. Reading a book instead of watching hours of reality tv. It may not last forever, but it's where I'm happiest right now. And this lifestyle used to be the norm rather than a retreat. Can't say I'm happy about that but, then again, things don't just change themselves.
On a lighter note though? I found myself, with few others around, face to face with Erin Wasson while out of town. If you follow me on Pinterest you know she is my absolute fave. Due to state of shock status all I managed to gather (aside from my mouth from the ground smh) was her hair getting into the passenger side of the car. And yes her hair really is that good. And no I just could not bring myself to haul up into her personal space and interrupt her day. Even though I immediately regretted it after they drove away.
She is an absolute stunner, the definition of brains and beauty, and one of those rare people who looks even better in person. Girl crush.
I'll probably never recover from not just jumping on her and hugging her. Think deer in headlights.
