Ireland- November 2021 (1)

    There will not be a day that goes by that I am not grateful for the journey I got to take with my brother in pursuit of the path I will someday lead people on through Ireland, as they do their own inner work and embark on many of their own inner journeys along the way. I have decided to share the journey I took with my brother here. Enjoy. 

    The pandemic affected everyone, and still affects us all in some way, that much is undisputable. During lockdown, I was blessed to be involved in a pursuit that benefitted from the increased time for individualized focus. I finished my Psychology degree, graduating summa cum laude as the department's Outstanding Scholar and receiving awards for my research on intuition completed during my time there. I am incredibly grateful for that time and being able to focus on my studies while being stuck at the house. But I felt disoriented when I was finished. 20 years it took me to get this degree. Now what?

    Knowing I was taking a year away from the possibility of continuing school, I felt the stirrings in me to turn my focus to the creation of a dream that had been slowly growing over the past couple years. To utilize all this intuition research in practice by developing a program that people can implement and grow their own intuitive abilities. What might be the biggest piece of it all is the tours I want to take people on, to Ireland. Last summer, there was a brief glimpse of light at the end of the pandemic tunnel, with people able to be vaccinated, and travel opening up again. I took a leap of faith and invited my brother to take a trip to Ireland with me, so I could map the route I may possibly have started taking people on next year. I knew he was the right person to come with me, although there were many reasons why my logic disagreed. But I trusted, and asked him. He agreed, and I began to put the plan in motion. My parents would graciously help get my kids to and from school, so I booked our flights and started reserving rooms. It was a huge process and reminded me how much I enjoyed doing it. 

    Once again in my life, I was pushing myself to take a leap of faith and act upon something that seemed crazy in the moment, and especially crazier as the time to leave kept getting closer and closer, and that pandemic tunnel stretched out. But all the messages in my life urged me, strongly and without ambiguity, to move forward with this plan. Like the poem at my feet the morning I left. So, I did. And I still am. I am realizing, too, that the telling of it is as much a part of doing it as driving around the roads of Ireland. So, I will keep telling until the story is told.