I am sitting at lunch, sipping some left-over veggie noodles from Thai town on Sunday. The sun is shining, but I sit in the shade and am entertained with a small family of flies swarming near the drain to my right. Just past this little fly circus, is a nice guy from Southern France. I strike up a conversation with him and he shares a great list of recommendations for things to see in LA. We laugh at the irony of him, the foreigner, giving me, the local, recommendations in my city! I finish my soup and move on to my salad: red cabbage, sweet potatoes, garbanzo beans, and cucumbers on a bed of mixed greens with some chili lime dressing lightly applied.

My heart feels so happy. I am so lucky. I get to live here, work here, be here and create this life for myself. The future is a blank canvas and I am holding the paint brush, a blank page and I have the pen. The beach is just across the street and if I need a pick-me-up, all I have to do is walk over and breath in the salty air, get lost in the rhythm of the waves, and revel in the magic of the sun reflecting off the water and the birds soaring above. My heart is instantly filled, inspired, and ignited.

I have two yoga studios: two! One is just a block from our house and the other is two stores over from my work,  a donation-only studio! I am in love. I have met approx. 5 friends who I expect to get close to, in just a few weeks! Each one is totally different and interesting and we share common interests. Tonight I am meeting up with one and we’re going to this really cool-looking cafe with live music. She is a writer and artist, as well as works for a non-profit, and I am going to learn more about a project that she is working on. I don’t know the details yet but it sounds very exciting.

I look at where I am and I am so grateful. I feel affirmed in the knowledge that our hearts will always lead us where we are to go, and confidant that I am exactly where I am supposed to be.