In this little cabin up in the woods was where everything changed. No electricity. No running water. No heat except for a tiny wood stove the size of a microwave. The nights were cold, and the days filled with bright colors, fresh air and time to simply unwind. Escaping the 9-to-5, I was in search of my muse, this creative force that would turn my life around. There was nothing to do, nowhere to go, and I was alone. With time spent keeping the cabin nice and warm, cooking my meals and pumping water to drink and wash dishes, I had plenty more time left to enjoy the surroundings. I went for long walks in the forest, took naked naps in the sun (it's fun when no one is watching!! ;) and read for days.
A few days earlier, I walked in a cozy library where I found the book that would strike my inner fire. The book that changed it all for me was The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo.
I haven't heard of the buzz around this book but felt an urge to read it. I loved the idea of going on a quest to find your personal destiny and since I wasn't keen on long books, this short read was perfect for my taste. I will not tell you what the book is about, you can grab it or read reviews, but something inside that little book woke me up to what I was feeling but couldn't quite grasp. I knew I wanted to become a writer since I was a little girl, but on this particular day, it was as if the heavens had openned up showing me a glympse of what it would be like. I wanted short. I wanted a page-turner. I wanted to be immersed in the story. I wanted love, adventure, magic and higher wisdom. I wanted something I could relate too that would ignite ah-ha moments. I wanted to me moved and transformed. This book had it all.
From that moment, I had one focus. I had discovered the elements that my stories would contain, and all there was left to do was write. I wish I could tell you that I wrote for hours on end and created a masterpiece. I wish it happened this way. I had no idea what I would write about, nor did I had a idea of what writing and publishing a book would require of me, but the adrenaline rush I have experienced planted a seed. I was going to become a writer. Even more so, I was a writer.
I could never recommend this enough.
Spend time alone by yourself and find a way to connect with the deepest part of your being. If you can't escape to a remote cabin in the woods, spend a day at a spa, take a shower with the door locked, nap or do nothing. Stop the chatter in your mind with regular meditation. Whatever you do, make sure it makes you happy and allows you to feel who you truly are inside.
In the past 5 years, I have taken yearly solo trips around the world in order to experience life from my own perspective. I explored a few cities in Canada (Toronto, Vancouver), and went on a 2 road trips in California (cause you can't get enough of route 1!). Being alone helps me tune in to my own voice, my own compass. I try to include a solo trip in my agenda every year because I see how essential it is.