Texas Update 4/7: Finding Beauty Where Ever I Go

I must find beauty where ever I go so tomorrow glows with the same intensity, if not more.

I cannot answer where I go or when I return.

All I know is the undeniable flow of this magical breeze I follow, I follow onward.

Momentarily, I am staying in Texas. I had one week to figure out if Texas was for me or not. Upon arriving, so not to waste time, as if it never does, I started sending out resumes (2 to be exact). The next day I was called for an interview and hired with the pay I had requested doing what I love: cook.

The view of the back from the restaurant I work at.

Day 2 and I already had a job. 

2 years in Indy and I had recieved nothing but blank emails and dead phone lines.

I went to the beach to ponder on this and celebrate.

Why had it been so easy to get a job here while I was terribly unsuccessful in Indy? 

Would I like my job?

Would it work out for the long run?

Is Texas set to be in my destiny. 

Am I here to stay?

I walked on the edge of earth and waters like the edge I walked in life as I listened for answers...

... in an unnoticeable moment, a part of me extracted from my body and began viewing my reality from the eyes of the observer, and this is when my SURREAL reality hit me.

I was living a dream I had once dreamt of. Literally.

2 months ago I dreamt of a bridge, a very tall bridge. With ease, I biked it. As I arrived at the top, fear began crawling its little feet up my heart and sink into my mind. I arrived and stopped at the peak of the bridge top, and instead of riding down the easy slope, I turned around and began biking back.(.. all that work for nothing, but experience.)

On Tuesday March 31st as I biked towards the area I wished to find work at, I came to a hill biking me up towards what seemed heaven. As I reached the top, another bridge began to be painted before my physical eyes, this time higher and much more intimidating. Sudden flashback to the dream I had 2 months ago. It was the same bridge I had seen in that vision. Right there and then, I KNEW I was in the right place at the right time.

This time Destiny was in my hands. I have control, and I was going to ride down this baby!

... and I did and ended on the beach.

Bridge leading to Surfside Beach. 

This bridge is symbolic to me. I had put so much effort into making my dreams come true and too little time enjoying the unfolding and present moment. I had become drained and at the moment of arrival at the grand peak I had no energy left to enjoy the easy ride down. 

Something had to change. If not my circumstances... ME.

... or, again, another opportunity would fly away.

I share my story because change is uncomfortable. It really tests ones faith, patience and love to the fullest. What we want is one thing, but what we choose to do and follow through is another.

And it happens that when you have set your mind to something in despite of all the illusion red flags your mind creates, a chain of synchronicities begin to dance in a happy and circular motion with grace of charm. This is called Magic. This is called living in the Heavens.

See you on the other side,

Queen Goddess

Additional updates for friends and family:

I simply ride with grace. I am loving Surfside Beach and its unlimited possibilities. I love my job and all the people I work with. As always the many angels on my surrounding sides protect and care for me. Please do not worry too much. Have faith in me.

Surfside has many RV Trailer locations and beautiful little homes and neighborhoods on the coast which I would love to own one day.. "But of course!" says the Dreamer.

The cost is quite inexpensive or at least my grocery receipt is relatively lower. Surfside, Freeport and surroundings definitely have a "man cave" mentality, so that's how they described as, but I feel it to be quite grounding, an element much needed in my life. People here are kind and welcoming. They observe you as the new inhabited creature, yet mind their own business. People here are just trying to survive, ambitions are simple but one: kicking it with friends and family at a good bar and grill. Give them some good music and a couple of smokes and they've had the night of their life.

I am excited to bring my little ones to the beach. They will love it. There is a part on the beach which is family friendly where kids play as the parents mingle. Maybe one day I can get a beach house and invite you all over to test the waters out. Until then I will keep you updated on my ventures. I love each one of you dearly much.

P.S.

I'm fine. Really. I roll Texan Style with a taser gun on my side at all times ;)