This morning in the middle of yoga, with my body in pigeon pose and my head to the floor, this wave of emotion washed over me. Because I have finally become the person I’ve always wanted to be. Consistently, exhaustingly, and thoroughly.

My lifestyle involves non-stop movement, keeping my inertia until it’s time to sleep. I run, I do barre, I practice yoga, I bike, I spin, I trampoline, I swim, I walk, I hike, I move. And I’ve found a new strength in my core that I’ve never had before.

I have loved ones all around me who live as I do – in constant motion. We go on adventures, we bar hop, we find farmers markets on the regular. And we do it. We don’t just make plans.

And I’ve found God. It’s been through consistent church and The Gospel and prayer that I’ve finally found my morals. My sense of self.

I’m far from perfect, but I’m full and happy. The largest part of my new found soul that I feel so blessed to have is this unshakable sense of self. I know who I am and what I want. I can appreciate other types of lifestyles, but I no longer feel the desire to try them all out.

Over the years I’ve been blessed with so much – most of which were things I thought I wanted. But when it came down to it, I struggled to maintain my happiness. So I looked to material objects as our society so often does. But as it turns out, happiness doesn’t find you – you have to go after exactly what you want.