I have to say, I think moving to LA in your early 20s is probably one of the most invigorating, terrifying, daunting, anxiety-provoking, and absolutely incredible things you can do for yourself. Maybe it’s the same in every new city. I’m just happy I came here.
There’s something to the pulse of this city that fills you with a creative energy that shocks you and drives you. Maybe I’m just blessed to be around such beautiful, creative and self-assured people, but I think the city brings it out in all of us. There’s a reason that music and film and yoga thrive here. Los Angeles allows you a freedom to just exist that I never had in Seattle. Seattle is a city of goals and purpose, and that’s awesome, but it’s not what I need right now.
In my journey into exploring mindfulness, I don’t think I could have chosen a better place to relocate. Okay, a large part of it is the amazing people I have around me, but I still partially attribute that to the city. Here you’re allowed to throw yourself fully and completely into a hiking routine that may or may include yoga, and no one looks at you weird if you apologize for being late because you are at a meditation class. And when I expressed to a couple of my friends that I thought I might want to train in energy healing, their only question was can you be my personal healer when I’m a stressed out actor? I feel at liberty to try and fail at as many things as I need too, because it almost feels like that’s what everyone is doing. Everyone I see is an artist and knows you have to fail more times that you succeed.
Here’s to moving to my favorite part of the city in a couple of months and the growth and peace that that brings. Let it allow me to settle in mindfulness practice and a yoga routine, and help jumpstart me on the next little journey into what the city has in store for me.