Purpose is simple. It’s everything within. Grandiose or moderate; it is your center stage. & I have come to recognize my purpose in pieces. Tangled yet organized I stay weaving through what I believe to be is my direction. If the destination is secondary to the journey I intend to document the only thing I will ever truly own; my experience.
Welcome to my odyssey.
I am me. I am caring, kind, intuitive, educated and resilient… among other things. I have a passion for knowledge in response to a burning curiosity. I, in collaboration with a team run a multi million dollar company. The mother of a young old-soul with beautiful traits. The wife of a determined, dedicated and disciplined husband & the proud pet-parent of 3 unruly rescue dogs.
I am a foodie who loves experience. A professional vacationist who would trade adventure over materialist joy any day of every week. Nature is my peacekeeper. Plants heal and ambiance takes my breath away. I am present, aware & capable. My accomplishments match my potential for more & every day feels like home.
But that is not the only me I know. There is… a previous me. I’ve spent nights sleeping in parks, hid in elevators for warmth and hap-hazardly contributed to society’s disease. I have gone days without speaking to my child or eating a complete meal. A tantrum in a tornado. A selfish, scorned, terrified individual on the cusp of an apocalyptic break. With no true ups and stagnant comforting lows I shoved myself through every day waiting and wishing for an end. If you don’t know addiction let me introduce you- … to hell. Everything you cherish is scorched inside of an inferno called dependence. I was the personification of disappointment.
In this hell you’d inject, snort and smoke something to blur the lines… to shut down, speed up or slip away. Life is hard so you do your best to look away. But what you don’t realize is that this is the definition of quid-pro-quo. This for that means you escape the bad by simultaneously corroding the good. Enter the treadmill of drug use- an illusion of escape.
Today looks SO different. But the journey to today has been 7 heavy-handed years of one foot in front of the other. I covet life for the sake of its own terms on an even-bumpy-slow winding road & I have to say there’s no where else I’d rather be. In the midst of my awareness through all of the blissful, bland, happy & hard moments I show up.
This blog is about cooking, traveling, creation, insights and perspective. It will shine light on portions of my past and speak towards whatever’s meant for my future. I will parade my favorite recipes and magnify the beauty of the meals I come across in restaurants. Ill share my travels and the beauty that comes alongside my experience. Documenting the tips, tricks and pitfalls of a healthy holistic life… or the pursuit of one anyway.
My story matters BECAUSE: I believe in a universal energy. We are all intertwined and deeply connected. The good & bad I’ve seen in my neighbor is the same song or dance I’ve recognized in myself. My purpose is, in part- to appreciate the earth, animals and everything in-between with this same veracity. The gift is the story. We joined this planet to make a difference in one way or another- preordained with a contract to fulfill. So flip the coin and tell me where you land. What direction were you meant to travel? How were you destined to guide society’s movement?