The privilege of Choice (+ magical divine timing)

You see, for the past 3 + years I’ve been missing a piece of my heart.

For the past few months i’ve been wondering if there was a solution for putting all of the pieces of my heart back together.

I’m not talking about the broken heart after a break up or the loss of somebody you love. I’m talking about the kind of broken heart that is totally fixable.

While part of my heart has been thousands of miles away from the other part of my heart I couldn’t help but wonder how I could bring them back together.

And then I met the guy eavesdropping on my conversation at the coffee shop in downtown Breckenridge, Colorado.

I was catching my friend Adrienne up on my life, as we hadn’t seen each other for three years. From finishing my goal to see all 50 states by my 25th birthday, attempting to move to Australia, to a two year relationship that came and went…starting a podcast, living on a bus, starting Maple and Moon Creative, buying a van and, writing the first draft of my book and everything in between…

And then the guy next to us nonchalantly took out his headphones, laughed appropriately during our conversation and casually glanced our way every once in a while. I couldn’t help but believe he was not only listening, but totally relating as well.

And he eventually chimed in.

He had just written his first book, he had lived and worked in Australia on the same visa I had applied and accepted. He was the leader of a mindfulness group in Summit County. These were a few details I learned about him in a brief conversation before getting his email address while putting my jacket on and then leaving the coffee shop.

This encounter opened my eyes to the notion that the community that I had created and fallen in love with thousands of miles away on the seacoast, could also exist in the mountains, the place that held a very special place in my heart.

Before this day, I had created a story in my head that led me to believe it was one or the other. Well when I say “one or the other” I actually mean there were three choices I thought I had to choose between…

1. The seacoast of New Hampshire.

2. The mountains of Colorado.

3. Or totally vagabond, on the road, van life.

And then, it was like I walked into a brick wall, and I realized I could do all three.

I didn’t have to choose.

I didn’t have to choose WHERE I wanted to be.

I didn’t have to choose WHO I wanted to be.

I didn’t have to choose WHAT I wanted to do.

I didn’t have to choose one or the other.

I just had to BE and embody all that I am.

And all that I am is mountains and sea. Spontaneity and grounding. Here and there. Work and Play.

And home, home is nowhere but inside of me. My heart comes with me everywhere I go.

And I get to go everywhere I want to go. Not because I have a million dollars (yet) but because I have the beautiful beautiful privilege of choice. And that, I am forever grateful for.

When I make choices based on my intuition, people are set on my path at the exact moments they are supposed to arrive, in order to share a message with me or teach me a lesson. I believe this with every part of my being. I believe this to be magical divine timing. And I’ve seen it work it’s magic over and over and over again, reminding me endlessly of who I am and what I’m meant to do, in each moment of every day.

And the most beautiful part is that what I’m meant to do and who I am are already parts of me that I know deeply. They are easy to forget sometimes. but when I reconnect with my intuition, it is moments of magical divine timing that re-align me and remind me of all that I already know to be true.