I just got back from spending almost a month working from the East Coast. Although I am exhausted, dehydrated and bloated I am also extremely grateful for all of the wonderful people in my life. This past month has been filled with deep conversations, weddings, storms, light breezes, walking, biking, laughing, crying, adjustments, boating and rest. Living on the West Coast has been so great for me. After being back in NYC, it really helped me realized how important the move to LA was for me. My life in LA has given me the opportunity to grow in a way I otherwise would not have be able to. It provided me with space and calm that I needed to slow down.
It has taken me a long time to realize how important it is to return to places you once called home so that it can serve as a mirror. You get to look back and think, “I feel different here now and that feels good.” I think a lot of these realizations are part of growing up and out of old patterns. Although I have said it before and I will say it again, there really is no place like home.