Walking the line between where I am and where I’m going.

There’s a storm on the horizon at Atlantic Beach today, and the wind is definitely starting to find its voice. But the tide is low, the air is crisp, and the beach is full of life.

I’m taking this time to truly sync up with the energy of the ocean. In just a few weeks, I’ll be starting my seasonal work with the National Park Service at Cape Hatteras, and I’m already feeling the weight and the beauty of becoming a steward for this coast.

The biggest lesson today? Gratitude. It’s so easy to spend all our energy looking at the "storm" of what’s coming next, but the real magic is in the seashell catching your eye right now. I’m thankful for this moment, this wind, and this path.

 Finding my breath at the Bogue Sound.

Today I traded the muddy trails for the sandy knolls of the Bogue Sound. The sky is overcast and the air is cool, but the water is the calmest I’ve seen in a long time.

Lately, I’ve been feeling the weight of the "unknown"—the big decisions, the local grocery store job, and the upcoming move to the coast. It’s easy to let the "what ifs" create a storm inside. But standing here among the oyster shells, watching the gray clouds hang over the water, that anxiety just... settled.

I’m realizing that I don't need to see across the sound to know I’m on the right path. I just need to be exactly where my feet are right now.

Finding the clarity in the cleanse.

It’s raining in Eastern North Carolina today, and I’m officially leaning into the mess. The transition from winter to spring is rarely a straight line—it’s full of gray skies, muddy paths, and a lot of internal shifting.

Instead of wishing for the sun, I’m using this rainy day as a cleansing way to look at my path. I’ve been through a lot of "weather" lately, from ice storms to ever changing routines, and today feels like the perfect moment to let the rain wash away the noise.

I’m making sure the way I’m moving forward is the way that is right for me. Sometimes we need the overcast days to see our internal light more clearly.

Planting intentions under the New Moon. 🌑🌱

This morning started in a thick, eerie fog—a literal tunnel on my way to work. It was a "steady" kind of day, the kind where you have just enough energy to do the job and do it well. But as the sun came out this afternoon, I felt a shift.

Tonight is the new moon, and for me, it’s the perfect time to get my herb garden planted. After all the storms and the "incubation" we've talked about, it feels right to finally commit these seeds to the earth.

The new moon reminds us that even when we can't see the light, things are beginning. I’m setting intentions for stability, growth, and the journey ahead to the coast. I'm moving from "weathering" to "planting."