On an early Thursday morning, I found myself standing in the middle of the playa in a huge dust storm that seemed like it wouldn’t end, smiling so hard that tears were slowly rolling down my cheeks. My partner by my side and my heart was on fire! We couldn’t see a thing, didn’t fully know where we were, and had no place we needed to be. We chose a direction and rode our bikes into the storm with little visibility, no expectations, floating and following our hearts. Our hearts were our compass through the extreme dust storm and it led us on an amazing adventure I will never forget.
Every year I chose one word. I chose a word to live by for the year, something to keep me grounded and focused. For 2018 my word was compass. A definition of compass: an instrument that uses a magnetic force to help you find true north. My idea behind choosing the word compass for my year was that I wanted to use my heart as my instrument to guide me to my true north.
As I entered 2018, I had this feeling of excitement for what was to come, but I didn’t want to put pressure on my plans. I had a lot on my mind of where I wanted to go but was having a hard time creating a clear, perfectly planned, path. So, instead of overwhelming myself with plans, like I usually do, I decided to let my heart be my compass.
The year of the compass was filled with memories that will continue to fuel me forever. My heart led me to watching Rhodie chase waves while sipping tequila with Ira on own private beach in Baja, to a solo van night in a Little America parking lot on Valentine’s day sitting out a snow storm with cold mac and cheese and a bottle of wine; it taught me that 16 strangers can become a tightknit family while singing our way down the Colorado River at the base of the Grand Canyon, and it led me to a ridiculous ladies night in Amsterdam to see the amazing Tash Sultana. My internal compass led me to finishing my Masters and starting my own business, it held me through the grief of losing the best adventure dog a girl could ask for, and it reminded me to be kind to myself.
My 2018 was full of adventures, and I accomplished more goals than I imagined was possible. Although, I had one specific goal I have not followed through on. It was my goal to be better at sharing my stories from my adventures. So, over the next few weeks I will finally share a few of my favorite adventure reports from 2018!
This past year I have felt some of the highest highs and lowest lows. I have learned how to make a loose plan and not be attached to a detailed timeline, I learned to say no when the answer isn’t HELL YES, I learned how to listen to those around me and appreciate their guidance. I allowed my heart to be my compass, and while it felt vulnerable, it felt so free!
That moment on the playa wasn’t the first time I had experienced tears of joy streaming down my cheeks, I am happy to say that I felt that raw joy countless times in 2018. Those moments of pure joy helped me through my moments of despair that would have usually made me crumble. Cheers to a 2018 filled with many ups and downs and being led by my internal compass, I look forward to sharing my stories! Follow along here on the blog or watch for updates on Instagram!