Dreams change…

I look at all the vacation travel pictures and cruise pictures that so many of my friends have on their pages — Alaska, Europe, Asia, South America, Disney ships, Royal Caribbean ships, Carnival ships — and part of me is surprised I don’t have any envy about it at all.

I have done so much less traveling than I wanted when I was younger, so much less than most people I know, and so much less than my parents or my brother’s family. But I’ve never had the time or the money that you need for those kinds of adventures.

My visible life, too, is so much smaller — tiny house, not a lot of “stuff” to show off. I’ve always been the opposite of a hoarder, giving things away more often than I keep them.

Yet I don’t feel deprived. In the twenty-plus years I’ve been a full time intuitive, I’ve met and helped literally tens of thousands of people I would never have known otherwise. My work takes me to so many places internally — so many different universes, in a way — that I feel completely content, and not like I’ve missed a thing.

Funny how Karma works sometimes.