Headed to Altitude Summit 2018

alt summit 2018

Tickets go on sale tomorrow!! If you don’t know what Altsummit is check it out! I first found out about it from skimming some of my favorite Instagram accounts and seeing their gorgeous, colorful, and playful pictures from the event.

Why am I going you ask? First of all, I want to have fun and get exposed to colorful-celebratory-mind-altering-knock-your-socks-off-creativeness. I am ready to dive into this online creative world face first!! I want to talk to creatives, pick their brains, and sit in on some educational lectures! I am too excited!

I am ready to take a chance and see what this event is all about. Who knows what will happen! Worst case scenario: I have a lot of creative fun! Best case scenario: I add some people to my tribe and we collaborate!

I will continue to update you on my progress on this trip! Contact me if you’re going and you want to collaborate on something!










How I’m Surviving My Shitty Job

Anxiety the day before work?

-“Yep, that’s me”

Does the thought of going to your job make you feel like you hate your life?

-Raises hand slowly

Are you questioning the meaning of life and even your own existence because of your shitty job?

-Nods head emphatically

Well, you’re in good company my friend, I do too. Let me share with you how I’m coping.

My Shitty Job Survival List:

  1. Before you start your work day, make the day yours. Claim it. I’ve mentioned here and here what I like to do to claim my day. This is so incredibly important. It shifts my mind, body, and spirit. Who I am, what I stand for, what I want in life is much much BIGGER than this job. Who I am and what brings meaning to my life takes priority over a miserable job that brings in money. Start the day celebrating YOU.
  2.  End the day de-stressing. As soon as I get into my car, I’m on my phone calling someone in my network of people I trust. Seriously. Phone a friend. If the first person I call doesn’t answer, I go on down my phone list until someone does (especially if it’s been a particularly bad day). Talking on the phone isn’t your thing? Journal. Point is: get all the thinking and over-analyzing out of YOUR BRAIN. If you don’t it will sit and fester; you will take your shitty job home with you.
  3. Find something positive in your job to cling to. I happen to like most of the people I work with. I am getting amazing experiences and am learning through my high stress job. Maybe your pay is decent. Whatever you find, remind yourself of it when you’re wading through your shitty day. Use it as a mantra like me, here’s an example: Someone is screaming in my face and telling me I’m not doing enough for their loved one, Me: “this is teaching me how to maintain my composure, trouble shoot quickly, and learn not to take someone else’s fear and pain personally”
  4. Make your life outside of your job bigger. Always wanted to go sky diving?! Do it! Just fucking do it. Seriously. Make it happen. Stop thinking and do it your next day off. Life is meant to be lived extraordinarily right now, in this moment. If anything, watching people slowly die all day long has made me realize two things, 1. as we age/get diseases/lose abilities, our choices start to diminish until all we can do is sit in a hospital bed and WAIT for other people to take care of us (so stop fucking waiting now). 2. Life is made up of experiences. PERIOD. THE END.  That’s it! So, quick self-inventory: what kind of experiences have you had lately? When was the last time you felt exhilarated to be alive? When was the last time you thought to yourself, “life is fucking amazing, I’m so grateful to be alive!” If you can’t remember, you’re doing life all WRONG.
  5. Have a meaningful life quest. This kind of ties into #4, but this is more than just a weekend of skydiving and experiences. Do you know why you’re here on earth? Can you articulate what you’re passionate about? If not, you have a lot of beautiful self-searching to do and that’s okay! I’m still trying to discover exactly what mine is too! When you find even just a glimpse of it, start taking action. Let’s say, when you were little, you used to pretend to be a veterinarian and you think about it occasionally. Go be around animals. Go volunteer at a shelter. Pay attention to your thoughts and how you feel. The experience could ignite something, OR maybe it turns out you hate animals. Point is: you’ve answered the lingering “what-if” in the back of your mind and you can move on to other ideas that you have instead of clinging to the one old idea that you would’ve never enjoyed. This life is one big experiment!! Test out your ideas!
  6. Have your escape planned out. I read this message almost daily at one of my favorite instagrammer’s feed (@thugunicorn): “You are worthy!” We deserve to have a job that we love, or at least can freaking tolerate. Begin by just looking. What jobs are available to you right now? What do you want? The place where you want to work isn’t hiring? Send out a resume anyway! Your job doesn’t even exist?! Start imagining and creating. Start talking to people you admire. START DOING SOMETHING. Take action. While thinking and planning are all good in theory, staying in your head gets nothing done. Ask people questions. Google shit. DO some research….like right now. Yep, just click right up there, open a new tab and type in your question….Good job! Now just follow the rabbit hole of questions, answers and ideas. The universe will guide you, but you’ve got to do the action.

Thank you all for stopping by. Sending you love and good vibes. If your Sunday night-shitty-job-anxiety is kicking in remember: it’s not forever and you’re not alone. Email me or comment if you need to vent!




Daily Habits to Raise Consciousness

I’ve already shared one of my daily habits, running.

Daily habits are the foundation to raising consciousness. One 7 minute run isn’t as powerful as a 12 day streak of daily runs. Stringing together days builds and creates a habit.

To begin, I decided that beginning three habits a day would be a good start. I started with what caused me the most pain in my life. 1. energy level and anxiety. Work was tortuous for me. I had horrible anxiety the day before going into work. I decided I was going to “take back my day”. I was going to start my day for me, to spiritually connect to nature, to admire the beauty in the day before I had to rush around taking care of others, under fluorescent lighting and a rare glimpse outside. I made the habit simple. 5-7 minutes every morning before work was easy to maintain. After you string a few days together, the actions transforms. It becomes beautiful, to me, like a prayer.

My 2nd area of pain was my connection to my higher power/God. I would say a prayer hurriedly out the door while putting on my shoes. Not very high quality. What has worked for me in the past has been to write to God. I started doing “The Artist’s Way” by Julia Cameron a couple months ago (still stuck on week 3), and she suggests to do at least three pages of streaming consciousness a day. I’m happy to say that that is now easy for me to do. I don’t always do three (if I push snooze a few times), but I want to do three pages. It raises my consciousness in amazing ways.

The 3rd area, I am ashamed to say is cleaning. I’ve never been a big cleaner. Pile of junk on the floor? Just step over it! Cleaning changes my consciousness more than the other two habits. I started cleaning off the table before work. However, I slowly started skipping it in the mornings. I’m not proud to say…I have not been able to maintain any kind of “streak” or habit of doing it. When I’m tired, it’s the very first thing to go. I think it raises my consciousness more than the others because I have major resistance to it. If I find a solution I will let you know! #workinprogress

In short, I started with the areas in my life that were causing me pain. I made sure the habits were simple and easy to do. It’s okay if it doesn’t work, try again, make it easier/simpler, or try something else! Guarantee you will see your life change from simple actions everyday!!

Think about it: What three areas are you struggling with? Write them down, simplify them and do it as soon as you can. Make note of the date that you start on a calendar to look back and see your progress. It’s truly amazing what can come out of such simple actions!

Thank you for stopping by!! Sending you love and good vibes!

Defining: Raising Consciousness

My younger sister and I talk on the phone frequently. She lives in Washington, I live in Florida. Here is a typical conversation that we have:

Her: Hey!

Me: ugh, hey…

Her: Hmmm… How’s your consciousness?

Me:  Eh, I’ve been working a lot, I haven’t had a lot of down time, I haven’t done anything creative, I’m overloaded with sugar, and my house is a disaster….

Her: Well, what actions are you gonna take? Did you run? Or Clean? You should really clean…

Me: Okay…I’m only scrubbing the toilet though…that’s it, that’s all I’m doing…

Her: Call me back when you’re done.

—-10 minutes later—–

Her: Hey, how’s your consciousness now?!

Me: OMG, it’s definitely better. It shifted everything for me. I feel so much better. THANK YOU! You’re a miracle worker…blahblablahblah..

Her: …Yeah…uh, I really didn’t do anything

Yeah…I know really thrilling conversation, but it illustrates what my sister and I consistently do to keep each other in check by raising our consciousness. I have no idea how exactly to define raising consciousness other than this: taking deliberate action to positively change one’s mood, attitude, spiritual/mental/physical state, which thus raises awareness of the creative flow/ ideas that were previously blocked. It’s pretty simple, take an action, change your reality. I have a friend that says, “Move a muscle, change a thought”.

The actions can be really simple. I break mine down into different categories, the first and most important: daily action.

Think about it: What actions make you feel better? What actions do you need to do? What have you been delaying?




Project: Life Experiences

I work with really sick people. Dying people. People begging for more time to live. It profoundly impacts me. I listen to their stories and experiences with their loved ones. Their adventures. They don’t talk about money (at least not when they’re fondly reflecting back on their past, maybe out of fear for the futures of their family). This daily experience I have with people truly suffering is what lead me to my first deliberate life experience project: I want to travel one-on-one with each of my loved ones and do some kind of adventure, go somewhere, see something…experience life like a child!

I have presented this to a few friends and loved ones and need to tell a few more. I would love to say that everyone was super excited, but a couple have brushed me off. Some are really excited and taking me seriously, while others think I’m “grandiose”. Some have made plans with me, but are giving me hints that they’re not ready. I am working through all the negative reactions and am realizing that not everyone is comfortable with breaking out of their normal routine. Even me.

The first adventure I’m going on is to BALI!!!! With my mom!!! We’ve always seemed to have a strained relationship, so this is an amazing opportunity! I’ll tell you alll about it in other post. You would think I would be really excited right?! Well, I am! Butttttt, I realized that I would be away from my kids for the first.time.since.their.birth. Yep, never been far away from my kids. Never been to an Asian country. It’s been a long time since I’ve even been out of the country. Ummmmm….can we drink the water there…..uhhhhh, what currency do they even use? Shit, I’m going to have to take time off from work…how do I even do that?! On and on and on…the fear…feeling uncomfortable….possibly dragging my feet.

Needless to say, I’m still working past my fears, but it’s still happening in OCTOBER!!

Point is: just jump head first into creating a beautiful, colorful, adventure filled life. If it’s meaningful to you, you will find a way to make it happen.

Daily Run


This is one of my views on my daily run. The purple lights remind me of my blog, “purpleoath” and my promise to continue to push myself out of my comfort zone, to open myself to new opportunities, and to live extraordinarily in the moment I’m in…right now.

A few years ago, I decided that I needed to run everyday.  At that time I had begun my fascination with how habits were formed and read that daily habits were easiest to maintain because there is no questioning whether you have to perform your habit. You just do it. It was mid-February, in North Carolina (so kinda cold), and I decided that a quick run around my block would suffice to get my blood going. It wasn’t far, it wasn’t time consuming. Everyday I ran around the block, come rain or shine. I ran everyday for 120 days. Even when we were on vacation. Even in torrential downpour. Even when I found out I was pregnant. I ran until I didn’t feel comfortable running (with baby rattling around) anymore.

Running everyday; staying consistent changed me.

Fast-forward to now. Shitty job. Slogging through the day. Feeling like I’m wasting the best years of my life on something I’m not passionate about. I decided that I was going to take back the day. I was going to start my day by running. Outside. In the dark. At 5AM. I wanted the day to be mine, I wanted a say in how my day was going to start instead of starting with my prefabricated morning to meet my job’s requirements: showing up in clothes I would never pick for myself, fake smile, God-forsaken clock-in time, and of course the morning time huddle where we hear how we suck as nurses.

Running that early in the morning started off with dread. I wondered if I would even get anything out of it. It only takes me 7 minutes to run around my block. That’s not really enough time to count as a workout.

After the days accumulated into weeks and weeks into months I can now say my run is anything but exercise. It’s a form of active meditation. I take in the warm breeze, the sound of crunchy palm leaves swaying, passing my neighbor’s purple lit house, the darkness, the stillness, the stars. It’s easy and simple. No struggle. I feel one with it all. I feel peaceful. I take back my day.

Burnt Out


Took this picture in my front yard, beautiful golden sunset, while I anxiously imagine my alarm clock going off tomorrow morning at 5 AM.

I hate my job.

I’ll admit it to anyone. Four years of nursing school (four hellish years), and here I am paying student loans on a career I’m not sure I’m cut out for. It’s rare to find a nurse that loves their job….especially on my floor. I don’t think I’ve ever heard a nurse on a med-surg floor say they loved their job. Most of the people that I’ve been hired on with have either quit, or are planning on it…..which brings me to this whole life project, and this blog.

Enough whining…more explaining.

I want to live an extraordinary life. I’m surrounding by death and dying all. day. long. I care for people that have most of their choices taken away from them. Most of them have a lot of regrets.

I want to live a life of adventure, love, kindness, meaning, and spirituality. I want to have amazing experiences and live life deliberately….and I want it all to start right where I stand. I don’t want to wait for a new job, a better house, some amazing opportunity to land in my lap. I want an amazing life today….and this is what I’ve discovered:

  • it takes a lot of work!
  • it’s uncomfortable
  • I have to force myself to take action that I don’t want to
  • it’s constant, daily action
  • ….I’m not sure if it even works yet…

In some later posts I’ll tell you some of the action that I’ve taken and some of my experiments that have fallen through.

Meanwhile…I must brace myself for work in the morning.

Sending out good vibes to you all!




The Habit of Creating


Today was my first day off after 5 days of working. Last night I did overtime, which made it a 16 hour day. In the last 4 hours of my shift I thought it would be smooth sailing, but I had a patient’s family completely go off on me. I wanted to break down so badly. I felt myself on the verge of tears, but something came over me. I knelt down and got eye level with her and asked her what was wrong. Basically, she was worried and didn’t understand what was going on with her family member. I calmly answered all of her questions. I felt relief that I could solve her problem and be useful. It felt good.

I pretty much slept on and off today, trying to recover from the work madness. I was trying to find inspiration/motivation to write SOMETHING…ANYTHING in this new blog that I’ve created and it hit me while skimming through one of my favorite Instagram pages, “just try to create everyday”.  With those thoughts in mind, I hopped on my bike at sunset (belly full of cake and candy from stress-eating), phone in hand, ready to take pictures, feel the warm air to lift my sugar fog, and gaze at the sky.

I relaxed into the moments of quiet pedaling, watching others with their dogs, no agenda, no pressure to create any results. I love not having to be good at what I create. I want the “act” of creation to change me. I snapped this picture thinking of how grateful I am to have such a view.

I would love the habit of creating to become more a part of what I do, and essentially who I am. I’ve learned that we all have the desire to create in some way or another.

The Beginning

I’ve gone through many stresses, fought through emotional pain, and nearly given up over dozens of times before beginning this sentence. I finally feel ready to start yet another journey.

Let me start a little bit before the misery became unbearable…

I had just finished nursing school. I relocated my two kids and I to be where my military husband was stationed. I knew EXACTLY what I wanted. I had this vision of the career that I wanted. This vision carried me through four years of a nursing degree. I never wavered from what I thought I wanted. I was driven and persevered through so many obstacles to get that damn degree. When I relocated, I applied to only one hospital. The hospital of my dreams. Unfortunately, the unit that I wanted to work on was not hiring…there was only one unit that was hiring at the time. I applied for the only position available and got hired. Fast forward four months into my first year as a nurse, 10 people had already quit our unit. The unit was majorly understaffed, high acuity, increased patient to nurse ratio, and I am HATING life. I hated what I was doing. I stayed stressed for days and dreaded coming into work. I wasn’t the only one experiencing this. My best friend in nursing school quit nursing almost completely and went to her old job in finance.

My job made me question everything about life. The stress of the job made me question what really did make me happy. The patients that I worked with made me realize that  having choices are what allow us to feel hopeful and taking action is what creates our life and our experiences….

I decided that I was going to be deliberate with my choices despite how miserable and trapped I felt. I was going to create a spiritual, adventure-filled, wildly thrilling, creative, joyous life.

This blog is to document and share my progress and setbacks with this wild adventure.