Following my Heart

For the last 2 years my heart has been wanting to do something crazy. I've craved adventure, change of scenery, and nature. I spent most of my 20's as a house wife in the suburbs, going to church and being a "good" woman. But after my divorce, it was like the real me woke up. The real me who craved adventure, who had a spark in her eyes, and who was ready to just a leap of faith. For 2 years I went back and forth on ideas. Living in Maui was my first idea, I even bought one way tickets for my boyfriend and I. But it never materialized and it turned into a two week trip instead. After our trip to Maui, we vowed to save up for a year and return there to live, but half way through the year we decided we would rather get an RV and travel. But just a few months later that plan was abandoned as well when my boyfriend got a new job. We also knew we would need to find a new place to live also, so that became a factor in the planning.

One month before we had to move, my boyfriend decided that he was going to move back in with his old roommates, and it was at that moment, I decided I was going to do my own thing too! That night I stumbled upon a Craigslist add for a Tiny House up north that was completely off grid. It looked incredibly intriguing, especially since my boyfriend and I became very obsessed with tiny living. I loved the idea of living off the land, being unplugged, and fending for myself. But two weeks after I made the decision to go, I cancelled the whole thing. I just couldn't shake the terrible feeling I got whenever I thought of the place. And I have never been one to ignore my intuition. So I called it off.

Immediately I started looking for the backup plan. And really it found me very quickly. A tiny house, on a farm, with goats and chickens, on Whidbey Island. It was PERFECT. In the last two years I have visited Whidbey Island a lot and every time I would always think of how amazing it would be to live here. I felt that I would fit in perfectly with these creative, simple hippies and the island always spoke to my heart.

When I came to visit the farm and the tiny house and meet the owners, I felt at home immediately. I loved it so much and new instantly this is where I needed to be! PLUS the tiny house had electricity! A HUGE bonus ;) Within two weeks I was moved in and now here I am!!!

One of the things I would like to note was how miserable I became at home. I was not happy in the suburbs (where I have spent my entire life in) and I CRAVED something different. There is something in me that just feels like we aren't meant to live in these big houses with all our toys and TV's and games, work a 9-5 job that we are miserable at just to come home and veg until we go to bed and do it all over again. There are SO many people on depression and anxiety meds because of this lifestyle that we have created. We have forgot how to follow our hearts. We have forgot how to be outdoors and breathe fresh air. We don't know how to grow our own food anymore and get our hands dirty in the soil. We have no idea what it feels like to be free from a life of monotony. And MAYBE, that's just not the lifestyle for me. Maybe some people are happy living that way. But I really just cant seem to believe it.

So that's why I'm here. I'm called to this, whatever all of this is. My heart is happy and even though I'm still adjusting, I'm happy... like really truly happy.