This coming week I’m flying to Guatemala. I had bought some land there and built a house, which was just completed last week.
Building a house in Guatemala was never on my bucket list. In fact, if you had asked me several years ago whether I even envisioned myself even visiting Guatemala, I would have told you no. And yet, here I am, with a beautiful house in the Guatemalan jungle and extremely excited about seeing it and making it into a home.
These past few years have had some major changes that have led to a number of endings and beginnings:
- I ended working my job as a business strategy consultant and began working for myself, helping people live courageously and authentically.
- I ended having a dedicated home and began living nomadically, going to places that brought me joy and spiritual growth.
- I ended worrying about living the way that society expected me to and began living my life the way I wanted to live.
- I ended being quiet about who I am and what I’m doing and began telling my story through my books, my blog and my newly launched radio show.
I’m not going to lie. Each of these endings brought me some level of nervousness and even fear, even though I knew in my heart that they were the right things to release from my life. Old fears, limiting beliefs and uncertainties came full-on front and center as I made these changes, and I often had to remind myself of what my heart wanted for my life and breathe deeply through the fear.
The result of each ending – and subsequent beginning – has shown me the infinite possibilities in my life. I (and you too!) am as free as I choose to be. I am able to envision and create my life…and often have other things come up that weren’t even on my radar screen that have made the life I had envisioned even better.
Which brings me back to Guatemala and my house there. Currently everything I own, except for two pairs of jeans, a few shirts, and a couple other items that fit into my carry on bag, are on a ship bound for Guatemala and my home there. As excited as I am, this has brought some old fears back and more than a couple sleepless nights. And yet, I’m still moving forward. This home is going to be my sanctuary, the place that revives and recharges me and soothes my soul. I can see myself being there (when I’m not in San Francisco), surrounded by the beauty of the jungle and the wisdom of the Mayan ruins. Every time I visualize myself there, the fears recede just a little bit more, and I feel my heart growing.
I have no idea where this new ending (living nomadically) and new beginning (having a sanctuary in Guatemala and also living in San Francisco) is going to take me, but I’m jumping in with both feet!
I’ll keep you posted!