Always looking up
Here are three things about me that should give you some context: I’m in my thirties, now back living in New Zealand after a year in Perú, and I really like mountains. And lakes. I’m a storyteller, currently trying to figure out my WHY, so I hike and eat pizza until I figure it out.
OCTOBER 15, 2019: I’ve lived most of my life in New Zealand in Whakatāne, and Otarawairere Bay is just 15 minutes drive away (plus a short walk). Although I thought it was beautiful then, coming back to this spot after a year away has really changed my connection to this place.
There’s been a massive energy shift in my world and lately I’ve been questioning my internal tapes. I used to think that I couldn’t live inland because I loved the ocean too much, yet I barely went there. I would say I knew too many people in my town, yet I hardly ran into people I know (and my town is small!). To be honest, I have met more people in the 3 weeks I’ve been back than when I was here last in 2018.
Hometowns hold a special place in our hearts - I went away to heal away, and coming home has created a different kind of connection I haven’t quite found the words for. How does it feel? It feels like a warm fluffy blanket kind of way. Still on the job hunt, but I know it will come. In the meantime, I’m getting some artwork from my old boss to get a portfolio together.
I started cleaning out some of things that’s been in storage for a year, and I got excited when I came across some old art supplies. I’m planning on doing some art journaling to help me finish my book - hopefully it will inspire and get the creative juices flowing again. I also found some old CDs, the sure brought back memories. My Macbook doesn’t have a CD drive, so I can only play them in the car…summer road trips will be a whole lot of singing, that’s for sure.