Postcards from the Road – Colorado Rockies Edition 

📬 When’s the last time you got a real postcard?

Not a notification.

Not a comment.

But a slow, handwritten moment—when someone paused long enough to find a stamp, scribble a few thoughts, and mail you a piece of their heart from the edge of their world?

That’s what these letters from the road feel like to me.

A love note.

A hello from the in-between.

A reminder that even in all this wild wandering, we’re still connected. ✨

A Dream Realized—Even With a Leaky Water Tank

I’ve dreamed of this moment for a while now.

A tiny home. On a river. In the mountains. With my pup Olivia Grace by my side.

The sound of water weaving through boulders like a lullaby. The sun catching the dust on her fur. The breath of pine and freedom in the air.

And last week, as I sipped cacao beside the rushing current, I realized:

That dream is already here.

Alani (my tiny home on wheels) was parked riverside in the Colorado Rockies.

🚐 Birds singing.

🚐 Doors flung open.

🚐 Breeze stirring sage and memory.

☀️ Solar panels glinting in the light.

🐾 Olivia snoozing in her Canyon Dust fur coat, shedding a blend of trail grit and red rock shimmer into every corner of our rolling home.

And while I could tell you about how my Starlink cable got chewed by a mysterious (and possibly vengeful) forest varmint…

…or how my hot water tank is leaking…

…or how my interior house lights have gone rogue…

The truth is—there’s still magic.

There’s duality.

There’s gratitude.

There’s this present moment of now.

Full Moon Cacao, Drumbeats & the Sacred Mountain Sky

Under July’s Buck Full Moon, I gathered with my Xscapers family for a night that felt like ceremony, community, and cosmic remembering.

We held space with open hearts.

🌕 Sipped warm cacao.

🔥 Burned the past in the fire caldron.

🕯️ Lit new intentions with flame and faith.

🪘 And drummed under the stars, our rhythms echoing into canyon walls older than memory.

In that sacred space, I offered grounding prayers. Called in the directions. Honored the ancestors and the land we stood upon.

We sat in gratitude for this nomadic life—raw and real as it is.

Lessons from a High-Elevation Meadow

After that high mountain desert convergence, I nestled into stillness.

9,500 feet above sea level. Below the tree line. Surrounded by wildflowers, pine, and golden silence.

Every morning, a mama deer and her babies stroll by.

Every evening, I hike above 10,000 feet just to watch the sun drip gold over the peaks.

And every day, I remind myself:

🌬 To pause.

🌬 To soften.

🌬 To listen.

I don’t always have it together.

Some days, I cry.

Other days, I scroll.

I get overwhelmed. Triggered. Human.

But I also breathe. I ride. I hike. I sit by the river and remember who I am.

💭 I am not my past.

💭 I am not my thoughts.

💭 I am not here to be perfect. (Perfection? It's truly an illusion.)

I’m here to feel. To hold space. To heal. To live.

Real Isn’t Always Pretty—But I’m Learning

I don’t always lean in.

I don’t always speak up.

I still catch myself thinking I have to be the strong one. The one who holds it all together.

As a recovering people pleaser, with an inner child who learned to fawn for safety—I’m still unraveling those patterns.

Still learning that asking for support doesn’t make me weak.

Still reminding myself that truth doesn’t have to roar to be valid.

There are moments I freeze.

Moments I retreat.

Moments I ache to be seen—but don’t know how to let it in.

And still…

✨ I'm remembering to breathe.

✨ I'm peeling back one layer at a time.

✨ I practice honoring my truth, even when my voice shakes.

This is the path.

Not perfect. Not polished.

But sacred.

And when I forget who I am…

I breathe until I remember again.

A Gentle Reminder for Your Soul

There is only one of you in this entire world. Only one. 

You don’t have to be like anyone else—because being you is the whole point.

That laugh? That kindness? That wild heart of yours?

Unrepeatable. Unforgettable. Unapologetically yours.

💌 A Soul Check-In For You

What’s one dream you thought was still far away…

…but maybe—just maybe—you’re already living it?

✨ Slow down. Take a breath. Look around.

What quiet miracle are you already sitting in?

Drop it in the comments . Let’s celebrate your magic together. 🕊️

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