Coming Home

Ive been thinking about this a lot recently. I was in Bali again last week (how very grateful 🙏) and when I arrived there I had the feeling of ‘coming home’ it wasn’t something I could really explain.

Yet it was something I’d experienced when I viewed our house recently, not in the bricks and mortar, but in the feeling of the home/garden. The feeling in my head and my heart.

I then felt on Sunday when Jay greeted me at the airport that feeling of being home again. Its a feeling in my heart.

The only way I can describe it is ‘I’m where im supposed to be’ not just in the world, but in my life.

So this is not me moving to Bali 🤣 this is me being acutely aware of my place in this life and the timing of it. Deep I know ….

This is one of the reasons I’ll be hosting a retreat in Bali next yet for women and it will be called Coming Home. The focus will be leading and exploring women to feel that feeling of coming home…to themselves, to where they are supposed to be.

Thanks for reading

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