1200 Miles to Gulfport

Yup, drove 1200 miles wearing my covid uniform

We've all seen those tiktoks where the lucky few have done the 'covid crazy' and quit their 9-5 to open a sticker shop, or sold all their belongings and flipped a van to wander a bit... well, I've got myself a 'covid crazy' story to share too.

In late summer 2020, I posted a tiktok basically asking the universe for guidance because I felt so lost and sad to the core. There were no major life changes that occurred for me… other than a worldwide pandemic, never ending quarantine, a lack of toilet paper and a year of pitiful politics. But I didn't lose my job during the lockdown, there were no bushfires, erupting volcanos or earthquakes in my neighborhood, and I didn’t catch the virus and get sick… though not surprising because I didn’t leave my house for a year. So I had no smack-in-the-face reason for what I felt was a complete and utter soul-less existence. I know it sounds dramatic but that’s how I felt, every day. Every single day.

The panic attacks and insomnia got worse by the minute. I stayed afloat by crafting gnomes for my own personal entertainment and feeding the deer in my backyard. The daily ritual of watching the deer run to me for apples, or taking photos of the gnomes having secret meetings in the trees was all I had to look forward to.

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The universe or some seriously strong source of energy heard my tiktok and pushed my manifestations into motion.  Here’s where the creepy weird - can’t explain it - force of nature type of calling came into play… I literally woke one day and decided that I was going to pack up my craft room, my work computers, and my dog – and drive 1200 miles away to rent an apartment and live in Gulfport, Florida.  Some people see burning bushes that give them guidance.  I didn’t personally see or hear anything… I just trusted my gut. It pulled me here and I followed…. Ok, I drove… but you know what I’m saying.
 
I was exhausted.
I was a sad version of a person whom I didn’t recognize.
I was fading into the nothing.
 
I have an undeniable urge to live my most authentic life and be the best version of myself shining as much light back into the universe as it shines on me.  What better place to do that than a location which offers an enormous amount of sun and light!
 
I pulled the uhaul truck (on empty) into the parking lot of my new apartment in Gulfport, Florida, 17 days ago. 
 
The reality of a life decision of this caliber should create some type of fear or hesitation, right?  Oddly enough I don’t have panic attacks, sinus headaches, or exhaustion from being exhausted… my heart feels stronger, my brain is inspired with more possibilities than I ever thought existed, my creativity is on fire, my legs are burning from climbing 3 flights of stairs 10x a day to take my dog potty and I’ve never felt healthier.  And it's only been 17 days!
 
Maybe someday I will get clarity of what force of nature pulled me from the safety net of my home to a brand new town many miles away from anything I recognize.  Until then, I will just remind ya’ll to trust that intuition. It won’t fail you. I am proof of that. 

​I am where I belong.
Stay tuned… I’m gonna show you around town!
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