Photo by Compound Eye

It’s those very things that fracture us that become like glue to deliver us whole and newly made. Let what breaks you reveal the blessing that puts you back together.

The above phrase came to me during my drive today (ironically at the same exact time an earthquake hit here in San Diego, which I didn’t feel because I was driving) and I was abnormally moved to type it into my iPhone’s Facebook app and share it with the world.

{Shhh… don’t tell the California Highway Patrol that I was texting in the car!}

Now this surprises me because one of my staunch social media rules is to never quote yourself or dish out self-proclaimed wisdom from on high like some guru who believes he’s worth more than the toilet paper stuck to your shoe.

But I shared it because it floored me. It brought tears to my eyes. It meant something to me.

I don’t get personal much on my blog anymore… I’m too busy trying to pack epic value into each post so that my mission, purpose and passion are clear to any who happen upon it.

But tonight I feel differently. So here’s to walking my talk, being fully in my vulnerable feminine, and being unapologetically real.

Have you ever had a secret you thought you couldn’t tell anyone?

I have such a secret.

It’s the place you’ve always seen that no one ever told you about…

It’s the second half of my second week and so much happened I decided to break it up into two posts. As I mentioned in the Lake Powell post, I had planned to only stay in Page, AZ (where Lake Powell is) for two days, then trek up to Zion, Utah. But it just wasn’t in the cards. At every turn I was blocked. Sure I could have pushed through and gone anyway and I’m sure everything would have been fine.

But I’ve learned in life and especially in travel that when I’m aligned and in flow magic happens. Movement is effortless and I meet with no resistance.

So when I do meet with resistance, such as all four hostel and motel numbers I call for Zion being disconnected… that tells me that I’m not in flow – whatever path I’m about to embark on might not be the best one I could take. To me this is feedback from the Universe to check in, get a second opinion, open up and be aware.

Wrapping up my first week with my trek north into Page, AZ and Lake Powell… I had only planned to spend two days here – yet those two days quickly turned into four. I’m not complaining though. I got to see some majestic and mind-blowing rock formations nestled deep in the watery canyons of Lake Powell, including a Hyena in my rock…

Here are the highlights from my cruise through Lake Powell:

What I didn’t show in the above video was the most profound part of my Lake Powell cruise…

Two months ago I decided to travel the world full-time and without a home. I packed up my car, said farewell to house and home, and embarked on a journey that is proving to be as spiritual as it is geographical.

I just completed my two weeks in Arizona and wanted to share the experience with you. This first video is a brief overview montage of my first week. The second video chronicles in slightly more detail the story of my travels this first week.

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This Week’s Tapestry

Sometimes when I share the more intimate part of my travels, I like to use the tapestry of emotions, experiences, and lessons I’ve experienced along the way. I call it a tapestry because sacred travel feels, at least for me, like living art. It’s messy up close, yet when I look back on it from a distance, it somehow all makes sense.

This first week’s tapestry has been one of patience and tip toeing.