When there’s good in goodbye

“I regret ever meeting you.” I looked at the text message on my phone and thought ‘Are you fucking kidding me?!’ I couldn’t believe a year and a half later I was even receiving this – never mind the fact that (in my humble opinion) I had been a great girlfriend. My next thought was ‘Trust me – the feeling is mutual!’ I was mad, bewildered, and amused all at once. After a little reflection, I knew I had to dig a bit deeper for a lesson or the good I had learned from the relationship. (Being stuck in regret doesn’t bring about a sense of bliss.) And it came to me…all the things I learned from previous relationships that will help create a better relationship the next time around. Now: I have faith in The Universe’s Divine wisdom and timing. I pay attention to the red flags. I speak up for myself about what does/doesn’t work for me. I set boundaries. I’m not afraid of being rejected for who I am (or who I’m not willing to be). I do not shrink my personality to make someone else feel comfortable. I also do not attempt to expand my personality to impress someone. And, most importantly, I love myself through it...

Let go, take a leap, and get what you truly want (and deserve)!

“Drench yourself in words unspoken. Live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begins. The rest is still unwritten.” –Unwritten (Natasha Bedingfield) A year and a bit ago, I was living in Millet, Alberta, Canada. I was single, working as a life coach, travelling, doing lots of things I loved with people I enjoyed being around, and yet, I still felt like something was missing. I’d had this feeling for a while that it was time for me to move, but I wasn’t sure where I wanted to go. Costa Rica (or another foreign country where there’s no snow!) was on my mind. Nova Scotia (where I was born and raised) was also a possibility. I’d been gone for 16 years, so maybe it was time to move back? (I had just sold my place in AB at the end of May and was going home to NS for vacation in June.) The two weeks flew by, and I decided to stay for the summer – living out of a suitcase! By the end of August, I knew I wanted to move back, so I went to AB to get my stuff from storage and drove across the country (by myself!) to begin the next chapter of my life. So, what has happened since I’ve been living back here? Lots! I rented an apartment in Halifax – hoping eventually to buy a house, but again not totally sure where I wanted to live in NS. I said goodbye to my 30’s. Yup, I turned the big 4-0, and it’s as fabulous as everyone says it...

Faith makes all things possible, not easy. #worththerisk

“I’d rather burn with desire deep in my soul, and love like a fire that’s out of control. And laugh and dance and fall and chance and kiss. I’d rather live my whole life with a sense of abandon, squeeze every drop out, no matter what happens. And not wonder what I’ve missed. I’d rather risk.” -Risk (Paul Brandt) Travel is my passion; it totally lights me up! It’s me at my happiest, and I love pretty much everything about it (not the packing part). I just got back from one of the most amazing vacations ever! I was part of a group of runners that raced our way across Panama. There were 5 legs to the race – all with a variety of terrain (some very challenging) and a volcano hike just for fun! Meet www.race2adventure.com. So, what made this trip so incredible?  Phenomenal people, beautiful scenery, sunshine, beaches, the ocean, old/new friendships, going outside my comfort zone, sights unseen by most tourists, delicious food, perfect weather, being outdoors every day, plus the experience and support of Merritt Hopper and his team. I almost did this race in Guatemala last year, but (for various reasons) it didn’t work out. Everything happens for a reason. Last year at this time, I still thought that this race was something I couldn’t actually do. I still believed my “I’m not an athlete” story. (Thanks to life coach training, I let that thought go!) So, was I super successful in this race? I suppose that depends on your definition of success. For me, I just wanted to go, complete each leg, and not die. Mission accomplished! I’m...

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