High school Joy

Mel and me

My BFF in high school and I finally caught up with each other after 20 years! Life sends you on an adventure and it may never bring you back to a place where you meet up with friends from your youth. Over the past 4 months, I have been fortunate enough to meet up with 7 amazing women from my past. Melanie Johnson holds a special place in my heart. We became friends in the 8th grade and were mostly inseparable for the next 5 years.

Our fun in high school was before cell phones, internet and ITunes. Therefore, we made up our own version of fun. Actually all teens did then. We were masters at creating mix tapes. The songs were ordered to heighten the evening and provide maximum singing opportunity.

At that time in life we actually wanted to leave home even it was to just drive around playing loud music. Melanie and I were bad and smoked in those days as well. Therefore, we had to get out of the house in order to smoke and avoid getting in trouble. Come the weekends we were in search for the amazing teenage party that was portrayed on all of the movies. To this day we have yet to attend one of those parties, but we were determined to keep looking!

The crazy nights of our teen lives consisted of driving for hours, smoking, singing, and stopping repeatedly at routine spots. There were a few places where what seemed like hundreds of teens would meet up to discuss where this potential epic party might actually be. I feel bad for the people who worked at the McDonald’s and Burger King that were in our driving circuit. There was a rule to deter such loitering something must be purchased for you to be in their restaurant. We were poor high school students and would get around that with the order of one small fry for 20 people. The teens would inevitably be asked to leave and off we would go. The next stop was a street that connected two neighborhoods. It was about a quarter of a mile long and we would line both sides of the streets with cars. Again, no cell phones meant you had to actually get out of the cars and talk to each other. I remember in the winter it would be freezing, but we did not care. The girls spent hours fixing their hair and makeup just perfect for the evening. We wanted to be seen no matter how cold it was. There would be huddles of people talking and trying to stay warm while looking beautiful smoking cigarettes. I just laugh looking back now! It would not be long before either we would be asked to leave by the police or it was too cold to stay outside any longer. Back in the car and off to the Burger King or McDonald’s. This loop continued almost like an endurance race. Eventually people would get tired, run out of songs to sing, or curfew would approach. This routine was repeated for years! I often wonder how many miles and gallons of gas just my graduating class used those last 2 years of high school.

Next weekend, I will be back at my parent’s house and will meet up with Melanie. Only this time we have a plan. She is to get a playlist together and I am to devise our driving route. Except now after listening to a few songs driving around we can actually go have a glass of wine at the end and laugh about our youthful version of fun! Stay tuned for pictures of this version of a journey.

My graduation day is set!

July 25, 2015

Montana Kristin SpringfieldIt is official!  I am graduation from my employment on August 28, 2015!  The excitement and panic remind me of the day I graduated from college ready to begin my career as an occupational therapist.  I am now graduating from that career and setting myself on a Womanly Journey just for my growth.  Many new names bubble to the surface as I share my quests that are fitting Soul Journey, Glitter Rush, Sabbatical, midlife crisis, and the adventure of a lifetime.  Now that I have, your attention let me share where I am today.

I have taken an amazing leap by quitting my job with only one purpose; I desire to remember whom I am and love her completely.  I have come to a crossroad and need to take this risk.  I want to get back to the very basics and travel this amazing country to hug all the trees I can.  When I was a little girl, one of my favorite activities was to be outside running and playing around trees.  I used to climb trees in my grandparents yard and could not wait for the tree in my own yard to grow so I could sit up high in it.  Walking in the woods over the past year has brought such peace to my soul, that I want more time surrounded by nature.

I am taking a minimum of 6 months off from any career.  My amazing friend and financial adviser set forth two objectives for my adventure.  He said that while on this journey I need to quiet my mind and pay attention to what brings me joy.  If I find something that brings me joy and passion, I am to figure out how to make money doing it.  If I do not find that on my trip, he explained that was okay, yet I could not return to full time work until I did.  If you want his number, let me know!

Timing is everything isn’t it.  My final day as a regional manager for a wonderful company is August 28.  That is the day my daughter returns home after her summer of working in Florida.  The following week I accompany her to the beginning of her new life in Rhode Island.  I have the privilege of loving her as she spreads her wings of independence.  I return home to friends and loved ones who will support me as I spread my wings of independence while setting forth on my self-discovery journey.

There will be blog posts and pictures along the way.  Stay tuned to learn more.  My intention is to share the transformational experiences that guided me to this moment, for I did not wake up one day and look for my life to unravel.  I do believe there is the opportunity for connection with others when sharing authentically.  I am so gracious for where is this unraveling is leading me.  I do not know where I will end up or what I will do for a living at the conclusion of this journey.  This is the most unorthodox experience I have ever decided to take.  Follow along or join me on the road!  I am excited to pick the pieces of myself up along the way.

Namaste!

Krazy K

 

Life’s Crossroads to freedom

intersectionJuly 4, 2015

The crossroads to freedom required some personal risk.  Therefore, what is risk and how do you know when it is time to take it?  I can tell you that wherever this authentic womanly journey takes me is worth every bit of risk required!  I have chosen to live my life following my authentic self and heart.  My goal for the past 8 years has been to be the very best me.  If I spend my time focused on being my best self, then all things seem to fall into place.  That does not mean that I try to be the best or that this goal is easy.  There is comparison or competition between others and myself.  I simply want to love myself fully and live my unique life aloud without fear.  My journey on the way to being my best self has been twisted and filled with surprises.  Joy, love, fear and heartache have frequented my path.  Yet, I needed every single one of those steps along the twisted path to get where I am today.

I see now that I stand at a crossroad.  It almost feels literal at times.  Life I am walking on a dirt path and come to an intersection with four choices.  There is a path to the left, right, straight ahead and the opportunity to turn around.  I can choose to dance in place or dress up the intersection, but it is still an intersection.  In order to move forward, I must first make a choice and second take the risk while moving in that chosen direction.

A friend once told me, you know that it is time to take the risk when you realize that you are no longer afraid of what the destination will hold or look like, yet you know deep in your bones that it is better than where you are right now.  I am there!  I am excited to see what this Womanly Journey will hold for me next!  Stay tuned for tales of freedom!

Namaste!

Kristin Springfield