I am sitting here in my RV sipping tea, staring at the snow blanketed pear trees, and rolling foot hills, listening to Trevor Hall’s Green Mountain State, wondering how is this my life?
How do I get to wake up at sunrise and sip coffee and watch the sun greet the orchard? How do i get to sleep by the song of the coyotes and the dancing of the stars? How do I fall asleep to candle light and wake up with fire in my heart?
it is pretty simple. I choose this and refuse to settle for less.
I choose to live a life that feels like magic every day.
I choose to spend my money on experiences rather than things.
I choose the freelance lifestyle and ultimate freedom over a false sense of financial security.
I choose 35ft of beautiful, moveable space rather than chaining myself to the expectations of society.
I choose to walk through the fear of never really knowing what I am doing to see the beauty of watching the universe provide exactly what I need.
And yes it is beautiful. It is magic every day. And it is also real and hard.
I also choose patching my leaking roof in the middle of a storm.
I choose to get by with not a lot of cash.
I choose to drive a 35ft box on wheels never really having the experience before.
I choose a labor of love because something always needs to be fixed, patched, washed, or filled.
I choose carrying water, dishes, and laundry to and from my home.
I choose always having cold toes because I like to wake up in the mountains.
I choose saying yes and figuring it out as I go.
I choose not being lazy because I have to hustle to have all the things I want and refuse to settle for less.
I choose this. every day. good and bad. easy peasy and hard and not so much fun.
I make the choice and I put in the work. And it always works out because I choose that too. So my ending note, is if you decided today that you weren’t settling either and jumped on in to everything it is that you want, and hustled and made your own version of a magic life happen, what’s the worst that could happen? Dare ya to find out.