“Your vibrational family joins you at every stage of your life.”
I believe that to be true, and it ties right into the idea of “finding your tribe.”
In the past few years, I’ve found and reconnected with vibrational family near and far. Family bound by energy and shared wants and perspectives – driven by similar desires and a common excitement in expressing and obsessing over them.
I can be obsessive. When I hired someone to paint the exterior of my house last year, I painted huge splotches of paint on all four sides, in as many as nine shades of green. I settled on a dusty sage called Dried Thyme, by Sherwin Williams.
I entered a romantic relationship a few years ago and I journaled about small milestones (“12/15/2014 – first time he called me hun.”) – although I rarely go back and read any journaling.
And while this is more visionary and creative than obsessive, I hand write destinations on my vision board that hangs in my bedroom. I wrote Mozambique twice.
This family I’ve gathered – some of them like to write. My blogger friends – one of them I met up with for the first time in London last near and next we’re potentially road tripping in Ottawa. Some of whom I’ve never met, but no matter how long I’m away, they’re here to greet me when I come back.
A lot of my family are travelers. I’ve found my tribe all over the world, in places I haven’t ventured yet. (That sentence made me hella emotional.) We encourage one another to book flights! We share ideas on “things to do in XYZ” and lament about gathering our coins for when the next adventure rolls around. Or we daydream about foreign lands until we create the reality. Landing there in the flesh. Sometimes I try new foods with them (i.e. alligator tail).
I meet travelers at destinations too – a spanish-speaking Gambian living in Barcelona. A Detroit native living in Johannesburg. A Philly native in Paris – except we met up in Philly before she moved overseas.
And so I’m never alone.
Of course, I have blood relatives too. Shout out to the few who read this blog. And to my fitness family. Other long time family…
A few weeks ago, I went to the wedding of a friend I met when I was like thirteen, and we’d seen each other once since adolescence (in Durban, South Africa). We embraced at a concert in a crowd of at least several hundred, and I cried til my lashes fell off. We felt and recognized a connection. I aldo have 10 and 20 year friendships that haven’t faltered.
Have I rattled off on a tangent?
I say all this to affirm my belief and revel in the knowledge that I have a huge vibrational family (and I haven’t even scratched the surface here).
So anyway – hey family! Thank you for joining me and for reading and for helping to affect all kinds of shifts in my life. ❤
How do you define family and what does that mean to you? Have you made “family” with some who aren’t blood relatives (outside of circumstances like adoption)? What are your hobbies? How do you find people with similar interests to vibe with?