The current of the moon, the shadows of the sun, and the heart of the mountains have all inspired my soul. Their lessons have merged onto each highway with me as they follow me where I go. If it is not in the form of symbolism, it is so real in my dreams each night. My mind, my heart, and my courage uplift with the crust of the earth, as I find my place in the world, and the worlds place in mine.

A wise man once told me that crisis causes change; he was right. I held very tight to this idea and adapted to the energy swirling around me. I am glad I listened but now that life has settled down, I can’t decide if stagnancy should be considered a crisis or not. I certainly don’t want a crisis, so I have decided I must create the change I am looking for; I am starting with my runs in the morning. A new playlist and a new route connected me to my shadow. It is weird to watch yourself run, mainly because my arms resemble a T-rex, but it is cool, it takes self-reflection to a new place. It has helped me see myself from the outside in. 

I have been searching and searching for a new city to live in, or a new way to change my life, but none of the options felt right. I feel like I am supposed to be making grand moves or landing a great new job, but forcing these things upon myself, would only set me back.  It would take me farther from my dreams of being an artist, something I am not willing to compromise. I am beginning to realize, I must take advantage of the present moment, I need to stop investing my energy in all the places I am not, and focus. 

As I prepare for August to fly by, I am excited for the switch in the seasons. This September I won’t change because of a crisis, but because I want to.