This year. What a year.
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Last year, April 2018, I was turning 31, hitting my 1 Year of Recovery. 12 months sober. Living in Detroit. Exploring my old home. Building a community of WARRIOR people. Celebrating my birthday in NYC, wondering if the city felt right. About to go on a trip to Moscow which would first plant my seed of interest. Followed by Tel Aviv + a spiritual awakening. Working hard on Building myself up while uplifting others. Nearing 30 workshops hosted. Opening up my one-on-one coaching practice. Slowly beginning to open my heart, soul, + body to the opposite sex after losing my closest man.
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I was seeking. Searching. I left Detroit. Planted myself in Brooklyn. Only to uproot myself months later after MOSCOW surfaced in hypnotherapy. Sept. 20, 2018 i boarded a one way flight to Moscow. Dec. 1, 2018 I signed a lease.
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Jan. 1, 2019, I sat in my apartment in Moscow + wrote out my manifest list. ALL OF MY DREAMS. Big dreams!! Huge dreams! Goals! People. Places. Jobs. Experiences. All spelled out in intricate details. I TRUSTED. I believed. I fell into Faith + further solidified my TRUSTING THE PROCESS.
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Then I watched the MAGIC unfold right in front of me. And now? Now I’m 32. About to hit 2 years of Recovery. Living, Eating, Drinking Healthy. Exploring Self + Other. Connecting + Placing Roots. I am BUILDING. There’s so much to do but it’s ALL PLEASANT - the ups + the downs - bc of the work. The continuous grueling work ON ME.
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That’s right, people. Change is possible. Magic is real. Faith is powerful. And WE have all the tools we need — sometimes we just need to do a bit of chiseling to get to a major breakthrough. So, TRUST IN THE PROCESS, even if it all feels so fakkkn slow. It ain’t. It’s just waiting on you to Surrender 💫