Anda Unscripted
At 40, my life took a drastic turn. This is my unfiltered account of navigating the uncertainty of a career change, divorce, and a cross-country move back to where it all began. Let's prove it's okay to start over, again. Join me, Anda, an author, former park ranger, and breast cancer survivor, as I share insights from my adventures and embrace the unknown in a beautiful, chaotic world.
“I must write it all out, at any cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of living.”
The Rainy Replenishment
When your soul starts asking for rain.
The weather in Eastern North Carolina is overcast and rainy today, and honestly, it’s exactly what my spirit needed. I’ve been moving at a high-energy pace lately, but today I hit that "soul-level" tired—the kind that tells you your foundation is starting to crack from a lack of nourishment.
I’m realizing that if I don't take the time to rest, I’m compromising all the hard work I’ve put in over the last few months. We can’t manifest a new chapter if we’re too depleted to write the pages. Today, the rain is my cue to hydrate, replenish, and just exist without an agenda.
It’s supposed to get warm soon, and I’m ready for it. But for now? I’m choosing to be like the soil—quietly soaking up what I need so I can shine again tomorrow.
Weather Report: The Song of the Sun
Six species of birds and a foot of snow. ❄️🐦
The sun is finally out, and while I’m still wading through the aftermath of the snowstorm, my heart feels light. This "sacred pause" has been a masterclass in being present. I’m trading the stress of the schedule for the song of the woods. Sometimes being "buried in" is exactly what we need to find our breath.
Weather Report: The Sacred Pause
Today’s forecast: Lean into the stillness. If you’re stuck, don't just wait—reflect. Quiet the noise and listen to the silence. You’ve got this!
Weather Report: The Gift of Free Play
Today’s forecast: Trust your decision to stay safe. If the weather has given you an unexpected moment of 'free play,' take it. The world can wait until the plows come through.
Weather Report: The Perimeter Walk
Walking the perimeter.
After the ice storm, I went out to see what the gravity of the situation actually looked like. There are limbs down, but there’s also peace in knowing exactly where the hazards are. I’m choosing to stay warm and focus on my writing today—the cleanup can wait for a warmer sun.