Dress, Heels: Joie

When my soul needs some replenishing, I go to the desert. I know it sounds counter-intuitive. What does an arid place have to give? Well, quite a bit. I’m inspired by the things that grow in the desert. Keep your roses; I want desert blooms and cactus. They’re my personal symbol of 2015 because this year I was able to blossom in the midst of harsh conditions. I started the year still deep in grief over personal loss. I had zero feelings about the new year. I had nothing to celebrate.

But in the spring, everything changed. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, I know it might seem like I started practicing yoga out of the blue. It came into my life randomly, but it was such a gift. It gave me one of the biggest realizations of my life: I’m not just my mind existing through time and space. I’m also my body and my spirit. All three need nourishing. That’s what I’ve been doing.

I ended up having one of the best years of my life.

Here’s to a year of healing. Here’s to finding a door and walking through it.

Here’s to all the desert flowers.