At the end of 2013 I booked a flight to Vancouver and secured a room not far from the downtown area and also made plans to stay with a friend on the island for a few days. All was set in my mind to do my soul journey, a trip that I could get on that airplane by myself without suffering a dreaded panic attack. I may have spoke of my anxiety in previous posts that I have dealt with since I was a child but it had gotten progressively worse in the tail end of my marriage. That marriage was at a dead stall and we both agreed on an amicable separation and then a divorce. It was then I also went through a life changing event after a trip to a physician and with his help was able to get my good health back and was now on track with my anxiety as well with eating right, sleeping well, exercising and meditating.
It was then after booking this flight my friend offered me a spot to attend an empowerment class, Sierra Bender, Goddess To The Core, a two day deal. I came out of there a brand new person with eyes wide open and ready to take on the world. Sierra Bender as her website states: “The ‘SBM’ Method works to break the cycle of stress and disempowerment by synthesizing the disciplines of modern medicine, science, indigenous wisdom, holistic health, exercise physiology, quantum physics, nutrition, yoga therapy and the psychologies of trauma, addiction and sexual abuse. The ‘SBM’ is a method of self-realization, self-empowerment and self love.” If this good lady ever comes to your hometown I totally recommend this 2 day course as it’s the best thing you could do for one’s self, a gift if you will. The Universe sent me this well timed gift perhaps?
January 2014 comes and I am counting down the day until I walk out my front door with my knapsack and my trusty camera and take the bus to the airport. My stomach has butterflies and I am truly excited to be doing this. I get on the airplane and relief washes over me as we fly straight up, the engines roaring and I realize I am crying, not out of fear but joy. True uplifting joy! No sign of panic set in at this moment. The days were a blur as I went driving all over this vibrant city, so huge and so many images to take of the old districts, buildings, the birds, the water. My last day I was walking in Canada Place when a man ran up to me and excitedly told me that there was a eagle perched on a pole way on the other side of the building. What followed was me taking about 300 images of this fine fellow sitting there, staring at times so intently at me. This was the icing on the top of the cake, for sure!