My friend and mentor Jessica Alstrom has talked a lot about how, when we are afraid to let go of a co-dependent relationship or a job or other 3D-related circumstance that keeps us in a contracted emotional state, we are the only ones holding ourselves back from expressing and living our highest joy. That has been true with me.
I posted a while ago about my dream of having a campervan and going wherever spirit leads. Two months ago, I took a temporary apartment for two months in Lawrence, Kansas, with the goal of paring down my possessions and getting into a Class B motorhome. (A Class B is a small—about 20 feet—campervan with all the basic amenities.) Those two months have passed and I am only nominally freer of earthly possessions and have researched campervans but do not yet own one.