Living Nomadically: Is it For You or Not?

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Living a nomadic lifestyle is not a constant state of wonder all the time. You may see the magical moments on social media, and while the highs and happy feelings are VERY real, there’s also the spaces in between where things aren’t as pretty as the pictures. Last week, I went LIVE on Facebook to share some of the low points Ryan and I have experienced while living and working in Mexico. If you’re personally considering a nomadic lifestyle, these are challenges to consider. *Before I share, it’s important for me to acknowledge my privilege. My intention is to share my personal experience, however, in no way can these challenges...

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Going On a Trip? Bring Conscious Relating to Travel with These 7 Questions

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Before embarking on each new adventure, Ryan and I have a conscious conversation designed to deepen our experience of a trip.  It’s something we’ve been practicing since we met.  When we first came together as virtual strangers to live as roommates in Mexico, there were a lot of unknowns. What if our personalities and lifestyles were vastly different? What if our daily routines clashed? What if we got on each other’s nerves and there was conflict?  The typical response for me—and, I would assert for many others—is to brush these questions under the rug, let the trip unfold, and then deal {or not deal} with whatever comes up.  Fear of rocking the...

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Being A Stand For Your Declared Future: A Case Study

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When Ryan and I came back to New England, he was craving a purpose.After receiving “no” after “no” from corporate wellness positions due to COVID, he felt stuck. To get the ball rolling, he took a different route—he decided to call around the local area and pretty quickly, landed a full-time job that he was overqualified for. Receiving this easy and effortless YES felt like a sign, so he got to work. Three weeks in, however, he knew it wasn’t where he wanted to be. The job was taking time and energy away from a project he really wanted to be working on—writing his book. He wanted to quit, but...

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Love in the Time of Corona

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“I’m sorry, but I don’t choose you as my person.” I remember Ryan’s face falling from across the table. It was Saturday night—the night before we moved to our separate apartments while his family came to visit. We had been dating for a few weeks and he was curious to know where my feelings were. From the beginning, Ryan was like a laser. He knew what he wanted—he knew I was who he wanted. I’ll never forget when he asked me out on our first date. He said, “you are everything I want in a woman and I’ve been searching the world for you. Can I please take you on...

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When You’re Not Creating What You Want…

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I thought relocating to Tulum would create exponential growth in my business. Turns out, I was wrong.The truth is: I’ve received “no” after “no” since being here, and it’s been disheartening to say the least. Last Thursday, when I had the chance to be coached by one of my mentors, this is what I brought to her. And what I discovered was quite intriguing… When we took a look at what has been behind the “no’s,” I realized that many of the people I’ve been in conversation with have not been crystal clear on the vision of what they want to create in their lives. Therefore, why invest a significant...

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Butterflies & Spirit Whispers: How I’m Using Travel & Relationship for Growth

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On Saturday, I was biking to the Chedraui when I saw a giant butterfly trembling in the street. I pulled over to scoop up paper wings in my palms. I knew death was near and I couldn’t bear for this magnificent creature to be torn to shreds by the bustle of life. I carried her to the forest, where I laid her to rest and thanked her for blessing the world with beauty, if only for a little while.  The next morning, I saw the same kind of butterfly, not once, but twice, on my ride to the playa. Giant wings shimmered iridescent blue and brown as they floated, very much...

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The Power of Choosing

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July was a slow month.  Time crawled and blurred together. Day after day looked the same—wake up, work out, work, watch Netflix.  The ruts of routine grew deep and I forgot the feeling of being alive.  When this happens; when I fall into a rabbit hole of living a life less than what my heart deeply desires, my emotions spin out of control.  I become a twister of confusion and exhaustion until I make something different occur.  In a particularly sullen session with my Coach, she pulled this out of me—my own internal alarm system that screams: “WAKE UP! It’s time to course correct!”  …“But Leighann, I can’t do what...

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The Three Gods

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The Three Gods

One sunny morning in Canggu when Mark and I were waiting for his surf instructor, a Balinese woman appeared in the open space next to us and began blessing her storefront with the day’s offerings.  She laid out colorful woven baskets, filled with flowers, incense, and bits of rice. Curls of smoke danced through the air and tickled our noses.  As she bowed her head in silence, I wondered what she was praying about.   When she opened her eyes, she dipped a small bristled brush in holy water and sprinkled each offering three times.  Mark turned to me and said: “She does it in threes. Once for each of...

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On Becoming Her

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Kayla MacArthur

Towards the end of my trip, I was walking to the Green Window for breakfast when a little Balinese man slowed his motorbike and came to a full stop in front of me. He greeted me warmly, like we were old friends. He said: “You love your life. You love your life so much. I see it here.” {Pointing to my third eye}.  “You are wide open. Your heart is wide, wide open.”  Taken aback by his astute reflection, goosebumps prickled on my skin.  Why, yes.  I did love my life.And my heart was more open than the sky.  If only my new friend could see me two weeks later—home...

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Bali Silent Retreat

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Bali Silent Retreat

Mist hangs above the jungle in delicate swathes of silver. Beyond my narrow, single bed and the mesh canopy that fans around it, darkness is beginning to fill the cracks between the trees.  The jungle and its night time noises grow louder. And I—I grow lonelier.  I’ve spent two days with a group of people I do not know, and can not. We share space, hovering like ghosts at meal times, sitting in circle for meditation, resting soundlessly on cushions and couches that scatter the second floor lounge.  We’re here, but we’re not. We’re not here for each other. We’re here for ourselves. Typically, this would be a dream for...

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