Yep, I slacked gettin' my groove back on this here blog and was really quite bummed that I could not seem to get my ass back into a writing frame of mind. I am finally feeling like my head is back in the game and would love to see where this thing goes since I have returned to the mother land almost 2 months ago.
I have sat down multiple times to write a post since my travels and seemed to me that each entry really had no real purpose to be shared except to feel like I updated ya'll on the end of my journey, sort of like a catch up in order to start blogging about my current ideas, thoughts and goings on. That felt stale to me. Subjects and ideas of my future posts are currently a mish mash of ingredients and seem to be vast in themes and avenues. Happy Trail has morphed into so much more than the physical act of being a sidekick on an adventure the past couple of months and I am so excited about the possibilities being presented to me that I can barely sit still.
After reflecting on feedback (that I welcome with open arms and is much needed), I now know that some folks like to hear my story, almost like a journal entry, about what my adventure involved for that day and to share my thoughts on the event. Some of you said you'd like to hear some stories about my past and what shaped me to be the "interesting" individual that I came to be.
Sidekick requests are on the slim these days, but since there is interest in the Happy Trail evolution, I realized that sharing my stories in any which way can provide personal insight on some level, a place to feel a connection, or at the very least laugh your ass off when you need it the most.
That being said, I guess we'll just see where this damn trail goes, and I will try not to overthink everything like I normally would do. I'll share some tales with you, you can read them if you'd like, and we can all try to make our way on the trail of happy.
Quick update on my personal escapades to get ya'll up to speed since my life's refresh button was apparently pressed when I stepped on Minnesota land.
My home has moved to downtown Minneapolis for the first time and I rely on the slowest elevators known to human kind. I fucking LOVE being here, the energy is exhilarating and the proximity to everything I dig to do, eat or get to is just awesome.
Career wise, my personal training business makes me weep with appreciation more often than one might think. My clients provide me with so much love it really isn't even comprehensible how I became so lucky to spend my days with such thoughtful individuals. They may wonder what they were on or were drinking when they hired me, but let's just hope they keep it up!
Relationships in all areas currently make me smile until intense pain ensues, and my soul feel a whole lotta "Can I get a hell yeah!?" followed by a shameless boogie down session.
Real life is schooling me on patience, continually testing my fears, and reminding of my inner strength...whether I want to or not.
My hope is that this finds you getting excited for springtime, feeling a sense of renewal, and ideally a moment of tranquility to reflect on the beauty as opposed to the ugly in the world. It's so much easier said than done, I get it. But, If even for one moment you can ignore the shit sandwich on the menu and just remind yourself of one thing that you are thankful for, and remember how amazing that makes you feel, a small shift will bring back that glimmer of optimism. There is goodness in the world, I swear, and I am pretty sure that you have a huge role in it being so kick ass.