Colorado Air

I have been taking giant gulps of this fresh Colorado air lately. Its been so good for me to be here. I am so grateful I am at a place in my life where packing up my life and heading to a new state for the summer is something that energizes me. Because this used to be something I would be so terrified of that there is no way I would have done it, and even less “no ways” I would have done it alone. 

I am a different person. I can see my development. I look back and see the woman I was, knowing that who I am today can’t even put the pieces together again to see through that past woman’s eyes. I see a different world. The colors are not even the same. 

Do you ever have times in your life where you just recognize that you are sitting in exactly what and where you need to be sitting? Do you ever just have that moment of realization that what you are doing is so very good for you in so many ways? Have you ever been somewhere new and just realized how much it feels like home? 

Colorado is that for me. I feel a sense of peace here I have never felt. I see so much adventure here. I see so much joy and contentment here. I have fallen in love with the Rockies here. I have fallen in love with the community of hikers and outdoor seekers here. I have fallen in love with my routine here. 

I am waking up each day so excited at 4:30am (yes….4:30am) to get out of bed. I have not felt that in awhile. That energy of just having a day ahead and enjoying all of the little moments in between. Is it the Colorado air? Is it finally doing something solely for me? Is it that recognition that this place feels like more than a vacation spot? 

I love going to the gym at 5am not more than a mile away. I love walking in expecting it to be empty, but having it be crowded because I am not the only one here that rises early. 

I love coming home and having my girl Sky waiting for me. She knows it is her time when I walk back through the doors. I love taking her out on the paths from the front door for a morning run. I love watching her run so freely. 

I love having time before work. Making breakfast. Having my first cup of iced cold brew coffee. Feeding Sky her one egg and one sausage. 

I love the warm shower, and the easing into my work day. 

I love working remote. I love the challenge of work. I love the flexibility it brings to my life. I love the balance of it. 

I love going to hot yoga after work. I love sharing that with one of my dearest friends. I love the mind, body connection. I love the 1 hour time it gives me to check in with myself. 

I love the quiet evenings. A book. A shower. A quick dinner. I love going to bed to relax; knowing I have another day ahead full of things I love. 

I love the weekends. I feel challenged here. I feel awakened by the hiking, the backpacking, the newness of these mountains and wilderness. I love finding new places to explore. I love how excited I feel each and every time I pack up the car with Sky to jump into the next thing. 

Colorado has my heart. This I know. And right now; I love that I have many more weeks ahead to continue to lean into this love. 

There have been rough patches in my life. For heck's sake, I have laid so much of the recent things out for the public to see. I have sat bare in those feelings. But those moments, decisions, outcomes have all led me here. 

Here it is peaceful and wonderful and light. Here I am continuing to find myself. Here is where I belong right now. Here is such happiness. 

So on this day of my year of finding myself, I know I am on the right path. And that right there feels like a miracle in comparison to how gutted I have felt in past experiences. I am here. I am learning. I am continuing to focus on me. I am taking a moment to “cheers” my ice oatmilk vanilla cinnamon cold brew with you. It's a damn miracle.