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The final day of my birthday trip

The last day of my birthday trip was one with just a little more physical activity. We hiked 5 miles that day which was still kind of little compared to the last trip, but it was ok to not follow the emotional exhaustion with a physical one. The fact remained that it had been hard to celebrate Mom and my birthday without her being here.

We checked out a lake nearby, beautifully placed, but almost immediately faced culture shock. The campgrounds were busting at their seams with no available spaces. People were running around like ants, everywhere, and it felt as if we were in the city. It was loud everywhere, streets full of bicyclists, the lake (not this picture) dotted with boats, kayaks and paddle boards. The shores were crowded and people just about sat on top of each other. So much for social distancing I thought. No wonder we can’t get this virus under control. All in all it was a turnoff and after scaling the sides of a waterfall with no potential place to just sit and be, we decided to head towards home and find a much quieter place.

And luck would have it and we found it. It was completely the opposite, and I think we only saw two other people along the entire trail, plus a group in the distance. It was there that I realized what this trip had been all about. It was about being still and acceptance. About being more content and being ok with the things that I cannot change. It was coming to terms and reflecting. This trip was about inner peace and self love. To recognize all the hard work I had been putting in, instead of only seeing how much further I have to go. I think it’s easy to fall into this trap and our focus naturally shifts on everything that still lies ahead. We forget to give thanks for how far we have come, what light we bring to this world, how hard our body works everyday to make these things possible for us, regardless of it’s shape that most likely we don’t like and wish it was different. This trip was a revisit to “father surrender” and to realign what was falling out of balance. It was about giving thanks, self respect, shedding social shaming and conditioning, and simply loving myself just a little more.

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Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

12 thoughts on “The final day of my birthday trip

    1. Awe you are so sweet. What an amazing thing to say. I am so humbled and honored. Thank you very much my beautiful friend. How could it be any different with such an amazing friend and teacher like yourself by my side. ❤️🦋

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      1. Just a little guidepost dear lady, you must take those steps and in your own way. It is so beautifully designed so that you will find the wonder, joy and love that only you can be ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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    1. That is always my goal Simon, thank you so much. To take a breather, restore and recharge my batteries, kind of like fueling up for the next ride. Hope all is well by you and you are doing ok my friend. ❤️

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      1. So glad you saw something in those words. I don’t know if I can call it a blast as there will always be ups and downs. But I am definitely gaining experiences to help me rise out the rough bits. 😉❤️

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