My life continues to shift in a way I never saw coming.  I continue to deepen my relationship with myself, thus transforming my relationship with the world around me.  I find myself doing things that I have always wanted to do.  My life has come into form in such a way I never thought possible.  That is due, largely in part, because of the generosity of others.  I feel deeply blessed and immensely grateful for the ways I am being supported.  It is making it possible for me to have this unique opportunity of soul-stretching, mind-opening, personal growth.  

Lately, I've been asked different variations of the question, "what are you doing?"  This could elude ro anything from at the current moment, to with my life in general.  In the past I was able to come up with a pretty quick, clear and acceptable answer, "I'm a ________" or "I plan to __________" However, lately these simple, yet loaded questions, have been more difficult for me to answer. To me, it's no mystery what I'm doing.  I am living.  Breathing. Growing.  Learning. Participating in life. Getting to understand myself fully so that I may fully give of myself.  I meditate often, do yoga daily.  I do what probably looks like a whole lot of nothing.  But I tell ya.  The difference in my experience with life in general is entirely different than my life a year ago. There is no need to attempt to embellish or come up with a catchy delivery.  The Truth is fascinating all on it's own.  We allow our own fears to stop us of from living our dreams.  I do.  You probably do.  In someway or another we tell ourselves "we can't" and therefore we don't.  

I started noticing how often I told myself that in the course of a week, a day even.  It was shocking.  After I began to notice this pattern, I began opening to the possibility that perhaps in fact, I can. Suddenly, I realized how powerful this made me.  In exploring this more, I realized that the things I told myself I couldn't do, actually broke down to the things that scare me.  In fact, this shift began taking place in Nepal.  Gosh, many times we had no idea what we were doing. We began our day with no plan, no expectation, and ended it having had the most incredible experiences. I remember discovering a set of stone steps going up a mountain that we had already been hiking up for a while.  We had no clue how high the steps went, or what we would find at the top of them.  We just kept going.  After a while it got soft of meditative.  Step. Step. Step. As we all wondered aloud if we should continue to follow the steps, a group of ancient looking women tromped past us on their way down shouting, "Shiva Puri! Shiva Puri!" waving towards the top of the mountain. They all carried baskets on their heads, some with canes and those with shoes on wore thin sandals. We decided that Shiva Puri must be some beautiful temple at the top of the mountain, which these women just came from, and we would definitely be able to do the hike if these women were on their way down. Step. Step. Step. I remember my legs burning, and even despite a bit of a chill to the air, I took off a layer I had sweat through. The physical challenge was only one piece. Becca burst into tears at one point out of frustration with the uncertainty of whether or not we should continue on.   I told her that I wasn't thinking about what was at the top, I was just taking it one step at a time. If I looked up ahead of me and saw the never-ending set of stairs, I would start to feel exhausted, but when I just looked down at the one step ahead of me, I felt fine. After what felt like a million stairs, the stone steps stopped and a treacherous trail began.  Okay, treacherous is an overstatement for dramatic effect.  A trail nonetheless was a relieving break from the stairs and gave us hope we were near the top.  It was still quite a hike before the trail leveled off onto a grassy patch  that seemed to be the top.  Yes, it was that anti-climactic that we weren't even sure we'd made it to the top.  However, I felt no disappointment.  I was overjoyed that we had made it to the top despite the haze that prevented us from seeing the backdrop of the Himalayan Mountain Ranges. We laid in the soft green grass under the sunshine and allowed our pulses to regulate and our bodies to rest.  We breathed in the fresh, crisp air and laughed at ourselves.

Anything is possible.  Our approach to life is our choice and is what determines our experience here.  Fearlessly allowing our true vision to surface.  Letting doubt slip away as we patiently and confidently move, one step at a time while letting go of the expectation of a certain outcome. For then, it doesn't matter if there is a temple or not - We are just happy to be here now.