The other day while rummaging through my journal, I found a long list of an ideal place I wanted to live. It was way back in January of 2009.
Today, October 12, 2011, the place I live mirrors precisely what my two year old list, echoed.
So you want a change but you don’t know what to do and it’s paralyzing to contemplate all the options. How do you move into a new field? How do you find your passion? Where would you like to live that makes your heart soar? Is it possible to start your own business, or move into a new career? Can you become the person you’ve always wanted to be?
Back then, I lived somewhere I did not want to live, had no money to move, and no prospect of moving. But somehow, the Universe put the puzzle pieces together and made things happen. These things by the way that were not all pleasant– they were hard, traumatic and required sacrifice–however looking back now, it was the only way to get from the pages of a list to the reality of a real place.














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