Our Star Studded Adventure Filled 2015

“Sometimes, we are so attached to our way of life that we turn down wonderful opportunities simply because don’t know what to do with it.”
— Paulo Coelho 

I can without a doubt say that 2015 was my busiest, healthiest, most adventurous year of my life. 

This year I learned that adventures are adventures because there are unknowns.Opportunities arise that are not ideal, but may contain potential adventures. If I’m putting out to The Universe my desires for great feelings and fun then I better damn well jump on every opportunity that arises. I’ve been a spoiled child of God for too long. Crying and whining that my life isn’t the way I want it and then when change arises to make good things happen I would resist it and freak out because of the temporary discomfort. My soul wants adventure and this year was full of it.

2015 began with a whirlwind mother daughter Disneyland adventure in January.

On the plane to one adventure with Abby, David told me that he had just planned us another. He just purchased tickets to TheOneRing.net annual Lord of The Rings Oscar Party in just three weeks time. It would be a once in a lifetime opportunity to meet those involved in the making of the films. It was to be another quick trip to Los Angeles. Second one in less than a month. But, five hours before our star studded event, we received a call that David’s 94 year old father had passed away.  Our trip was extended for a week as David’s parents lived only an hour and half from LA.

My father in law was one of the greatest men on this planet. I am blessed to have gotten to know him. I spent hours watching The Price is Right with him and listening to his stories of gambling off the coast of Los Angeles with Bugsy Siegel before he was born again and became one of the first missionaries to visit New Guinea. The man had so many adventures and was a beautiful spirit.

Our Oscar party was a blur. It wouldn’t be the first time this year that my expectations would nearly ruin an experience.  We had gone fully believing that we would be amongst our people. Fellow lovers of the film and of Professor Tolkien’s work. I believed that we would leave with new life long friends and a feeling of belonging. I can’t fully explain to you what it was like, because I’m still processing it a year later. Maybe it was the news of my father in laws death just hours before or maybe it was the Middle Earth New Zealand wine, but it was not what we had expected.

But, I would not have changed that experience. We were able to tell both the Producer of the original trilogy Mark Ordesky and Professor Tolkien’s great Grandson Royd Tolkien our story and thank them for being part of it. I updated my article “I Was A Movie Star Drywaller” to reflect my joy of being able to do so.

Took a breather for a couple months as we prepped for our next adventure.  Meeting my idol Carrie Fisher.  I had planned for years what I would say to her when I met her. I would first tell her how I used to daydream that she was my mom, then I would thank her for her work on mental health awareness and then finally I would give her Buff Beads and tell her how happy I was that she was going to be on screen again. I am told that I said all that, but I have hardly any memory of it. The next day at the photo op when I saw she was wearing the Buff Beads I gave her, I became a blubbering mess. I remember that clearly.

May was my sister’s Bachelorette party weekend, where we learned that Abby and I are kind of badass’ with a bow.

In June the sun came out and with the encouragement of my web hosting/designer friend BuffBeads.ca was launched.

Matthew got to hang with the big boys when he stayed with Josh during our weekend trip to Kelowna.

August 1st we packed up our little Pontiac Wave and David, Abby and I drove 2682 km to Minnesota where we spent the week with two out of three of David’s kids. If that wasn’t exciting enough, we made a detour and I finally was able to see the infamous Devil’s Tower in person.

A mere four days after returning from our seven state road trip, my sister and her fiance stood at the altar and performed the “Spit Shake” promising their undying love to each other. I was thrilled to be part of their day and excited that I was wearing a dress that David had made for me.

September was when David and I went on our vacation. It was meant to be a scouting mission to find “our people” and perhaps a new place to call home. Many of our teachers lived in Maui, including my teacher the late Doctor Wayne Dyer. I thought without a doubt, that Maui was a magical place where people alike found their purpose. Once again, my expectations bit me in the ass. The trip was certainly a life changing experience, but not in the way I thought it would be. Maui is indeed a magical place where people do come searching for meaning and purpose, but a lot of those people are still searching. After a few bouts of tears and a couple minor breakdowns, I realized that all the answers I had been searching for were within me. I didn’t need anymore self-help books, quotes or videos, because that’s what I had been doing for the last 5 years. It was time for me to start using what I’ve learned. I began writing “Looking For Group” which showcases the problems faced by people who don’t fit entirely into one category or another. People whose interest range from Lao Tzu to Star Wars (If you understand the connection between these two things, we need to be friends). I did not find what I thought I would in Maui, but I came home sunburned, stronger, with more confidence and more answers than I had before I left.

October, I surprised David by buying a ticket to accompany him on a business trip he was dreading. Which actually worked out for both of us. He got me as company and I got to see my stepson and sit out in the desert sun for a day and a half.

It’s funny how quick the weather changes in October. Sunshine and heat in the early part of the month and rain and dark come the end. October, November and December kick my ass every year. My body goes into hibernation and every ounce of motivation is sucked out of me. The last three months has been a blur. I turned 39,  Abby turned 16, our friend Megan has been visiting, The Force Awakens came out, Christmas happened, we got a new car. Life has just been happening around me as I seemed to just stand here and watch it unfold. But, with the Holiday’s near over, my energy is returning. The fog has lifted and the reflecting of the year has made me happy.

After being sick for the majority of my adult life, I am satisfied that I took full advantage of the opportunities that arose this year. 2016 is looking to be not any different. This January we fly to the Philippines. My baby brother Jackson will marry his fiance Carmella in front of a beautiful blended family of Filipino’s and Canadians. This will be the biggest adventure we have ever been on and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t freaked out a bit. I almost said no. I almost made excuses up that would have been completely valid. But, after my experience in Maui I realized I would be doing a disservice to the Universe and to my soul if I began my year by passing up on this new adventure put before me.

“We often miss opportunity because it’s dressed in overalls and looks like work”
— Thomas A. Edison

Happy New Year beautiful people!  Much love and happy adventuring you beautiful souls!

Namaste.

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