#tbt to 8 years ago while living in Bali. This was the tail-end of living there, though at this point I didn't know that yet.
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Seven months in on an adventure I thought would be four weeks, I was utterly changed by the events, courses, people & experiences that I was guided to.
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My first real experience of surrender. My first real meeting with Grace. My first embodiment of the fire within me.
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Exactly 8 years from the day this picture was taken, I'll be getting on a flight to return to Bali- for the first time since I left.
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I went there to learn massage & heal a broken heart, and the 'plan' was the return to the US, take care of some business, the head right back to continue my studies.
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Well- I guess you could say I did that... but taking care of business was a lot more than I bargained for- in all the right ways. A few weeks later I met my now husband, started the first iteration of my now successful company, and in many ways
✨Grew into the woman this one right here was hoping she would become ✨
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This time I'll be heading back to the Island of the Gods to finally write my {first of many} book. All of my attempts to do it alone has stalled, and so I called in the help I need.
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Because we all need help along the way. 
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Sometimes help arrives as a seven month adventure to the depths of your soul. 
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Sometimes help arrives as a serendipitous retreat exactly when & where you need it
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Sometimes help arrives talking to the person in line with you at the coffee shop who says exactly what you need to hear.
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Sometimes help arrives as the healer or coach who sees you for who you are, who you are meant to become, and holds your hand along the way.
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Sometimes help arrives as a client who reflects back to you who you are in your fullest.
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And then sometimes help arrives in a billion other ways you'd never expect, but is always just what is needed.
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Part of me is terrified to go back to the place that tore me apart to put me back together. But all of me knows there is no better place in the world for me to finally put these words to paper that have been begging to pour forth.
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Two months and counting until a part of my soul returns back home 🔥