Last year was not a good year. Despite many successes I felt a gloomy storm that would shade my joy. I couldn’t find it; my love and passion for life. I was stuck in misery. So many would see my strength and smiling face, but below the hood the mechanics were off. I tried with all my might to fix me, but I merely walked on. Through chats with my therapist she applauded my record, but asked what does Stacy want? For Stacy has accomplished so much yet still she longs for more.

This is true as she says, I always want more.  My greatest enemy and friend is time. I try to chase it, save it and sometimes even erase it. Happy to say I am finding my flow, but it doesn’t come without the appropriate work. Looking to find the sufficient balance. I am painting a beautiful story that I can read back with a laugh. It’s not that serious and I will be fine, I always am even in the worst of times.

I am astonished at how many of my dreams new and old have come true. It is shaping up to more then I planned. Seems that I had to say ‘NO’ to that which no longer served my soul. I commanded that my ungrateful selfish nature leave. I wanted the other me. I let the uncontrollable events unfold. I moved with them in a swift embrace.  It was exactly as it was before the beauty that was always there from the start.

Surveying the island Batam for another run after a spontaneous trip due to volcanic ash flight delays.

Sponsored driver to take me around the entire island took a total of 5 hours.

Pit stops at pretty beach sites.