The same book keeps finding its way back to me.
“The Mountain is You” - Brianna Wiest.
I have not read it yet but since first hearing about the book, I’ve told myself “it will come back to me at the right time and I will read it, then.”
In the same week, 3 of my clients told me they were reading this book.
I was scrolling through my IG stories and saw people reading the book… and it finally landed for me- maybe now is that time.
I thought about the image on the front of the cover… a gold mountain.
It’s the same image that’s been presenting itself tome.
It started a few months ago. I’d been getting since getting these promptings to “come back home to myself” and to travel to SE Asia.
So I booked a flight to go.
In the lead up to it, I posted this story a few months back talking about a dream I had of a golden mountain one night.
The image stuck with me and I couldn’t understand why.
Then… a few weeks later, a book which I randomly felt prompted to purchase off the shelf while running errands at a department store contained THE. EXACT. SAME. IMAGE. From my dream.
I kid you not.
As I was reading the book, half way in, I turned the page and there it was! The gold mountain from my dream.
Now when I went to Thailand, I felt the words “come back home to myself” echoing through my soul. I was there to attend a retreat I booked a while back and to also find out what this whole prompting was all about.
Little did I know, I had just embarked on an entire faith-transformation journey where I would experience the beginning saga of this life changing adventure.
At the beginning of the retreat, I remember sharing during a round table discussion the invitation I felt from my soul that this trip would be the beginning of a complete unravelling in which I’d “find and reconnect back with myself.” I shared how I didn’t really understand what that meant because I wasn’t at all feeling “lost” in any way.
Come the end of the retreat, I had reconnected back to my faith and my personal calling. I found my “voice” again and I could not contain the desire to sing praise and worship songs (something I used to do very often in my youth when I was going through a whole lot of chaos in my family life). I felt a prompting to lead a praise & worship session... so I did (for a group of strangers)... and I was in tears the entire time.
Through raising my voice, I found my voice again and reconnected to my higher purpose- and it was much bigger than just being a “business coach.”
It was a call to influence on a larger scale, to tell my story and to be the leader for many, many, maaaany women. It was affirmed through strangers I’d never spoken to and they’d recall specific images that since childhood have been recurring dreams of mine that I’ve never shared out loud.
It gave me goosebumps to be honest. And that’s how I knew it was all connected.
As a spur of the moment thing, myself & my fellow retreat attendees decided to get tattoos to mark the memories made on that trip. During this trip, a song called “Hills and Valleys” by Tauren Wells resurfaced itself to my memory (it was a song I found deep refuge in when I felt my life crumbling).
You can listen to the song here - listen to the lyrics. It is so powerful.
So anyway, when I was deciding what tattoo to get (my first tattoo by the way), I decided I’d trust the flow of what was happening and decided on a single line tattoo of a mountain and waves and that someday I’d look down at the tattoo and it would all make sense.
Mountains = the mountain top and valley moments in life
Wave = the seas & storms
Sun (spiral) = the breath of God over all / the power of my voice over all seasons
Now, I’m back home. The year 2022 is about to come to a close and soon I’ll be just under 3 months away from embarking on this great, big voyage.
I don’t know where it’s all leading but I know it will change the course of my life forever.
I don’t say that lightly. My heart pounds and my eyes well up with tears every time I think about what I am stepping into.
I have no idea what it all means or how it all connects, all I have is a trail of breadcrumbs and a calling on my heart to SURRENDER TO THE FLOW.
Somehow I know it is my destiny.
Deep within my soul, the call is driving me forward despite my fears, uncertainty and worries.
Next week, I pack up my things and begin to move my belongings into storage in preparation for what will be.
Funny. It’s almost like life is telling me to make room, to detach from everything I ever thought life would be for me.
This is my invitation to surrender over and over and over again.
It's just around the corner now...
I wonder what other breadcrumbs I'll discover.
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