When I graduated highschool, as a graduation gift, my mother took me on a girls trip to Scotland. It was wonderful, especially the breathtaking beach side views….However I remember as we returned…. With in the next couple of months I had this deep feeling of void. Of an aimlessness, of feeling extraordinarily lost. We all have those moments…. at some point we just feel lost. I pondered & I pondered on this feeling until finally one day as I was speaking to my mother she says ” Kim you need a hobby”…. That’s when I realized that the feelings of being lost had nothing to do with actually being lost… I had just come to a point in my life to where I had no idea who I was….or what I was supposed to be…. My mother was right the best course of action was to pick up a hobby… To figure out who “me” actually was. Self discovery at its finest. I started teaching myself how to cook, while listening to my favorite coast to coast radio show (where my love of all things esoteric truly took off). Researching about meditation, yoga, chakras, essential oils, and fitness (actually getting my tush to the gym on a regular basis). That is what it is all about the journey of self discovery. Of trying new adventures, making new friends, making mistakes, loosing friends, and discovering brilliant miracles of which makes you uniquely you. With this past new moon I truly focused on transmuting all that worry and fear…. I accept that its ok to not have it all figured out. For I am so so tired of following (much less caring about) what toxic negative people’s opinions are… when 9 times out of 10 they are wrong. I do not have the indulgence of worry. My instinct and spirit have never led my astray, maybe taken me on a scenic route, but never astray.