I made it to The Surrender Adventure

2300 miles and 36 hours of driving later, I made it to Moab just in time for my birthday!  The past week has been dedicated to filling up my love tank from family and friends in an effort to not lose my mind after moving without a real plan on what I will do next.  This is by far the bravest thing I have done in awhile, as I have no plan on what I am doing as of April 19th.

I landed in Moab and jumped right into a hug from my favorite friend in Utah, Erin!  We met about 3 years ago when I stayed in her Airbnb during my Tree hugging tour, which was the last crazy brave thing I did.  We have been bosom buddies ever since.  This is actually my 4th time out to Moab.

As soon as I crossed the state line after taking a selfie with the sign (of course), I danced in delight!  After returning to the car and turning the radio back on, I burst into tears.  These were tears of joy and relief.  This new chapter has been a long time coming.  Love and support have shown up everywhere, as well as in the unexpected places.

I was contemplating a name for this chapter of my Womanly Journey and the only word that keeps coming up is SURRENDER!  I am surrendering my past, for I have done all the work I can with it.  It is time to set it down and move on.  I am surrendering my future to God/Universe, for I am open to new experiences that I can’t imagine possible.  I am surrendering to the present, for my goal is to be here now.

Today I turn 46.  This is the best time of my life!  Stay tuned for tales from this Surrender Adventure.


Kristin Springfield
Fabulous at 46

I’ve been here before! This time it’s different!

Last yoga class taught; check. New tires; check. Last day at work; check. Car packed; check. This time: empty house; check. The last goodbye said; check. Puking joy; constant!

This leap is huge for me. Courage is needed regularly now. My need for security is freaking out, which leads to stomach issues. I am leaving everything I have known most of my adult life for the great unknown. Yet above all the fear, there is no doubt that I am doing exactly what I need to do for my highest good.
Life as I knew it fell apart 3 and 1/2 years ago, which left me without a place to call home. In essence, I felt homeless. I had a place to sleep, but not a place to call home. Today I voluntarily leave a wonderful place I call home for the great unknown and feel amazing at the same time. I have no idea where my next physical home will be, and I am good with that. Along my journey, I have learned that home is within me, and I carry that with me no matter what the environment looks like. 
This last month in Danville, I have spent time saying goodbye. I imagined initially that I wanted to visit places before I left the area. Actually, my desire was to spend time with people who made this chapter of life amazing. People are more comfortable telling you

what they really think of you when they don’t plan on seeing you again. The messages I have received have brought tears to my eyes more than I thought possible. Their thoughts of me are loving in a way that makes my heart burst wide open. This type of tears I welcome, for I have always thought I was invisible. Apparently, I am not.
I work with incredible people. One young woman, who holds a special place in my heart, I told her something that I wish I had fully understood at 21. “You are loved more than you can possibly imagine by more people than you are aware of. Pause, take a look around you and witness your light. Above all DO NOT settle!” I cried as I tried to express my midlife knowledge. I hope it landed on her and the rest of the people who are so special to me.

I set off in the morning for the great unknown. I have done this before, only this time I am different and so are the circumstances. My beloved friend is moving into my home. My amazing dog, Journey, is joining me. This time I have no idea where I will land, but I do believe I am fully ready for a new life chapter. My friends will love me forever no matter where I land, as I will love them. That is what true loving connection is all about. My first 3 stops are dedicated to soaking up family love from Mom and my brothers! I can’t imagine a more perfect way to start unemployment!

Kristin Springfield
Leap of Faith
Courageous One

The power of red sparkle

Red sparkle is my very favorite color.  Seeing it makes my heart smile.  As silly as that sounds, it is true.  My daughter, Kenzie, loved the color when she was a little girl more than I ever could.  She wore red sparkle shoes every single day from the moment she started walking until middle school.  We all remember what it was like to be in middle school with the power of what other people think.  Unfortunately, that is when the tradition of red sparkle shoes went into retirement.

After returning home from a road trip, I go through a period of making space in my house and attic.  I continue to focus on lightening my load in order to make moving easier in the future.  My favorite thing to collect in life is tax receipts from Goodwill.  I found myself in the attic over the weekend going through boxes when I found the infamous red sparkle shoes.

Watching Kenzie as a child dance, run and play through life in those shoes were the highlights of motherhood.  Stumbling upon the shoes in a box reminded me of those wonderful days and made my heart sing and dance.  This discovery brought me back to a place in time when I lived with a magical dancing free spirited little girl who loved red sparkle shoes no matter what others thought!

Upon examination of the shoes, the stories of life lived in them is told in the way they were worn.  Most have very little sparkle left on the toes due to playground adventures.  Some have mud on them from hiking.  For what proud girl does not hike in mud in her favorite shoes.  I actually remember a time when one shoe was almost lost to a mud pit.  Others have worn out heels from sliding into base in gym.  Yet all of them were worn with the intent to squeeze every ounce of joy out of each moment.  I want to do all of those things within the spirit of my life!  Let’s all wear the glitter off our toes, have marks of mud and adventures all over our bodies, while sliding into the later stages of life by the edges of our heels.  An amazing a life we would all have.

Thank you, Kenzie, for being you and reminding us to live life in such a magical way!


Kristin Springfield
Red Sparkle Lover