I am supposed to be on a vision quest right now, meaning going solo in the wilderness with only the bare necessities and fasting on water for 4 days. Three days before going I had a bad feeling like I wasn’t supposed to go. I sat with it and chose to go anyway. I showed up there…and realized, I wasn’t supposed to be there. We had 2 days of prep before going solo. The first night I was so sick and realized that despite the time and money I’d invested, it was my deepest truth to leave. It took guts to trust myself. To tell the group and leaders that while it was right for them, my body was sending me a clear signal to go. To be ok with losing out on all the money. To let my expectations shatter. My spirit is priceless and I must honor it. So I left. I went to the airport and flew back to Sydney hoping that I could still stay with my friends. I had no plans, all I knew was that I wasn’t supposed to be on the quest, as much as I’d wanted to be there. So this picture was taken on my own personal vision quest yesterday during a walk through Sydney park. No fasting involved. The wildlife pictured here was a bird working hard to get at this guy’s McDonald French fries. I’ve arrived at a point in my life in which I don’t need dramatic retreats to listen to myself. This is my daily practice, moment to moment. I feel like I’m truly on my path of freedom and self love. As I write this, I am getting ready to go sit with my meditation teacher. The simplicity and power of being with breath. Nothing more raw or real than that.