Learning To Love The Alabama Land

Landing back in my hometown in Alabama after 15 years has been a hard transition for me. I was friendless, depressed, very sick, and living by myself. I was thrown into what felt like the twilight zone- facing the ghosts of my past and those deeply rooted religious beliefs head on. I was scared I wouldn’t stand in my truth. I was scared I wouldn’t find friends. I still find myself wanting to escape the Bible Belt culture. I prayed and prayed for friendships here that would be mirrors, and true soul bonds. I pray for this every day.

Even during the lockdown of Covid, even during the hell my body has been going through, those prayers have been answered..almost like magic.. as strong, beautiful, spiritual and smart Alabamian women have been dropped into my lap.

When I find myself needing to escape, I run to the woods. I have found the most beautiful hidden treasures here in Alabama, and have fallen in love with the land. I spend so much time earthing and healing with the deep anchoring of love this land brings.

The land, and the strength of these strong southern women have been strongholds for me in the chaos. Even in the uncertainty and loneliness, I continue to trust this season, trust it’s purpose, and trust the deep healing I am finding in returning to my roots.. and with the help of my friends everywhere and the unconditional love of my family , I am again finding my wings to fly.