Have you ever found yourself in a place that feels SO right, you feel as though your soul is being called home?
For me, there are places I have been and roads I have travelled that— though they may be brand new to me— set off a soulful firework display throughout my entire body. I experience this in a very physical way: a warming of the heart that spills out, sending tingly vibrations down to my fingertips and toes, and at times flooding out in a mess of happy tears. I love this feeling. Love, love, LOVE it.
I am not always sure what this eureka-like call of my soul might mean, but I have my theories. Some days it speaks to me as my inner-conscious letting me know that I am exactly on track. Other times it feels like a return to a place visited in a past life-journey on this beautiful green and blue globe. And others, it is a loving call from my ancestors, reminding me of my home.
And the more I listen to the whisperings of my spirit,
the more I honour the experience of those who have walked this planet before me,
the more I open myself up to the wisdom of the earth,
the louder my soul speaks.
Tofino, BC is one of these places for me - more specifically the west coast of Vancouver Island. I remember so clearly my first time returning to this little town after moving to BC in 2015 (I had visited Tofino once as a kid). Sitting in the back of my friend’s truck, winding our way through the mountains, excited for the weekend of surfing and tacos, my soul quietly whispered “this is home.” I knew right away I would live on the island one day- and now I do! I love when a plan comes together.
I had been meaning to make my way back to the west(est) coast since moving to Courtenay and at long last had the opportunity to visit Tofino a couple of weeks ago. Curious to see what this return visit would bring, I was thrilled to find my body flooded once again with this familiar and oh so juicy feeling. There is something so raw, so beautiful, and so wonderfully humbling about the west coast; where the beaches, the rocky shores, and the old-growth forests open up to the vastness of the Pacific Ocean; where pure force is faced head on with simple humility. While my immediate thought, being the flighty little bird that I am have been, was that I absolutely must move to this seaside town, I slowly found peace with the idea that for now at least, it can be a place to visit. An important place. A place to return to time and time again. A place for me to listen, to reconnect, and to remember. And who knows what the future will bring! (My brain is on a yoga retreat... anyone in?)
Is there a place/person/thing/experience that gives you bubbly, heart-racing, soul-dancing, feel-good vibes? I would love to hear! Please feel free to share below or DM me.