Well hello, you remarkable humans!
Words That Resonated: Where kindness is concerned, I am a flower. Where principles are concerned, I am stronger than thunder.
My Sacred Adventure
On July 30th, I’m flying to Hawaii.
Last month, I walked into a coffee shop in Healdsburg, California. I was on the tail end of my time at Edge Esmeralda. My friend was looking for some guidance, so we sat down.
Mid-conversation, I spotted a woman drawing oracle cards (a deck that can help put words to life, feelings, or decisions).
I turned to my friend: “I’m going to do something.”
He looked at me, eyebrows raised.
I stood up, walked over to the woman, and asked, “Would you be open to reading for my friend?”
She lit up. “Of course!”
He hesitated for a moment, then sat down across from her.
She pulled one card. Then another. Then a third.
By the end, his face had gone pale. Like he’d just seen a ghost.
“Do those resonate?” she asked.
“How’d you do that?” he whispered, astonished.
As the reading wrapped up, she turned to me. “What about you? Where are you at in your life?”
I shared that I was deciding between going to Bozeman or Hawaii.
At the word “Hawaii,” her face broke into a wide smile. She told me she had lived in Upcountry Maui for many years.
“The most loving energy,” she said. “The most sacred nature I’ve ever felt.”
Now, that might’ve been just another conversation. But it wasn’t. It was the fifth, maybe sixth, random conversation I’d had about Hawa’i in the past 48 hours.
Later that week, I was biking through the Healdsburg plaza and I heard music. I stopped for a moment to listen:
A Hawaiian ukelele band :)
I laughed. It was both funny and clear.
But clarity doesn’t always mean readiness.
As strongly as I felt the pull — it wasn’t time.
I’ve never been so blatantly guided in a direction in my entire life. I sensed it was guiding me to go alone.
There was something waiting for me. A lesson.
And I didn’t want to run toward a story just because it sounded poetic.
I reminded myself:
Even when the signs are obvious, I still get to choose.
I still get to ask my inner yes.
I am my own human.
And it hadn’t arrived. Yet.
To take action, I reached out to a coach I deeply respected, JP, who I knew lived in Maui. I asked if he knew anyone with a farm I could work at.
His reply: “I actually have one, but we’re full until August. Let’s hop on the phone next week to discuss details.”
It’s June 20th. ‘This divine plan forgot about the full month of July,’ I thought.
I can see clearly now, God had it all under control. I needed to learn a few things before I got to Hawaii :)
Enter Bozeman.
Bozeman has been a temple for expansion. A space of reading, writing, reflecting, running, meditation, and breath.
A week later, JP and I got on the phone.
He talked about what my work on the farm would be like in reference to Karate Kid.
He’s a big fan of Mr. Miagi and some wax on, wax off.
“How does July 30th sound?” he asked.
I’m in.
The next day, out of curiosity, I re-downloaded the pattern app. An astrology-based tool that maps different energetic seasons of your life.
I fast-forwarded a few weeks and I saw this…
July 30th: The day I leave for Hawaii is the exact day a new energetic season of my life starts.
Say it not so, but I have a strong feeling this next chapter in Hawaii, however long, is going to be magical!
Where have the signs been showing up in your life lately? If you don’t know, try and get quiet enough to hear them.
What If I Actually Took This Seriously?
Two weeks ago, when I signed up for a coaches mastermind, I made myself a promise:
I will be the greatest to ever go through this.
This commitment wasn’t just for giggles.
It forced me to entertain the idea of what actions are needed in order to pull that off.
“Who would I become if I lived fully into that promise?”
“What had I done? How do I feel? What level of love and light is in my life?”
I’m three weeks in.
Time will tell.
But that question lives far beyond this example:
What would it look like to be the most loving partner in the world?
The most grounded friend?
The greatest leader on your team?
The most awake version of you?
Even entertaining the thought may prompt new actions and states of being.
The Autobiography of a Yogi!
“You should read this.” my friend said, handing me a thick, 500-page book.
It read: Autobiography of a Yogi.
I flipped through it.
Dense print. Some Sanskrit words. Bhagavad Gita references.
“I know its reputation” I thought. “But I’m not ready for it yet.”
That was four months ago.
A few weeks ago, right after finishing Stairway to Heaven, my friend Danny texted me out of the blue:
“Autobiography of a Yogi”
It was time. I ordered the book. It arrived on Friday.
Now I’m almost half way through. Holy smokes!
A few things I’ve felt deeply from it:
Attachment is blinding. It places an imaginary halo of attractiveness on that thing.
When I am willing to go to the corners of the world for spiritual growth, that is when I find it right beside me.
My spirit is all-sufficient. I carry what I need. Always.
Don’t confuse understanding with a large vocabulary. Knowing lots of words and phrases doesn’t mean understanding truth.
Your room, where you can close the door and be alone, is your ‘cave’. Your sacred mountain. A place to meet God.
Words That Didn't Come From Me
Friday night. I was reading Autobiography of a Yogi when words started to flow. Not from the page, but from within.
I dropped the book. I picked up a pen and began to write:
I am on a sacred adventure of life trusting in the divine intelligence all around me. I am being brought to the proverbial corners of the world. I am experiencing the deep interconnectedness and always present divinity of God guiding me in love. I am guided to the places of creation that have deep truth and love. I am teaching and being taught by the most internally powerful human spirits. I am lifting a car and running across the world. I am climbing the highest mountain and swimming the deepest ocean. I am in the ordinary. I am free of my mind and beliefs. I am love.
Thank YOU for being with me. For walking beside me. For doing your work in your way.
With my absolute love and joy,
Double B