In 2010, at age 39 I made a decision that would change the trajectory of my life. My husband at the time announced that when we sold our suburban New Jersey home, he’d move to San Diego…alone. Right then my divine voice deep inside softly spoke. “Lisa, go to Miami. You’ll be happy there.” I was scared. I grew up in the NY tri-state area my whole life. My family was there; friends. I built a career there. Yet I knew I had to feel the fear and do it anyway. Miami called out to me. I just had to go.
The photo above was taken by my father, Luis Concepcion who was driving behind me in a Penske truck packed with everything I had that was connected to the life I knew. Dad, of course didn’t want to see his only child move away. At 39, I was still his little girl. However, he knew I was battling an epic level heartbreak. He knew I was scared but supported my courage to feel the fear and do it anyway. If warm Miami sunshine and a beach lifestyle would bring his little girl peace, he was getting her there.
So, I hugged my husband goodbye. The plan was to separate to clear the head, gain some perspective to come back together stronger. We hugged and cried packed the last few things in my car, hugged again, cried some more and then somehow, I was merging onto the Jersey Turnpike. My dad in a moving truck, me and my dog were en route 1750 miles from Bogota, New Jersey to South Beach Miami, Florida. It was a rough drive. I’d get headaches from trying so hard to see through my own tears plus the torrential rains that come with a late September drive down I95. I’d say only 30% of our drive was in clear skies. I was afraid but I hit the gas. I was on my way towards a new unknown life. Rain or shine, I was going to Miami.
Feel the fear and do it anyway. My divine voice deep within kept telling me that with each mile driven, I was getting closer and closer to my deepest peace and even my purpose. It would come. It would be revealed to me eventually. I believed this. Or at the very least I’d have warmth, light and bright colors to lift me up.
I arrived to Miami on September 30th, 2010. I remember crossing the Julia Tuttle causeway into South Beach with tears pouring down my face. “Holyshit, I totally did it. I made it. God, thank you! Welcome to Miami Beach, YES!!” It was raining, pouring. I moved in in the pouring rain.
The next day I drove my dad to the airport and thanked him for driving down with me. “You need anything you call me and if you hate it here I’ll come back down to get you, you hear me?” I knew the unknown was what I needed to explore. I was so scared of where my life had taken me that the only option for me was to face the fire. I needed to hurt and cry and self-sabotage and I needed to come to a place where I wouldn’t be asked if I was okay. I wasn’t okay and I didn’t want to be reminded of that.
The time that followed was volatile. I was using the fun of South Beach to occupy my mind and fill my soul. I needed water and warmth. I needed the beach. So, I went. It was like a hug of nature. I’d dress up pretty, go out, meet guys. It was as if I was thrown into an emotional mosh pit; so unfulfilling and so not me. Luckily, I met a few great people along this journey, nice guys who looked out for me. I’m friendly with all of them to this day. One even found me my next apartment. That’s the thing with fear. When you see it, say hi to it and proceed forward despite it, the universe rewards you.
Fast forward almost 5 years, I find myself finally filing for divorce. What can I say? I wasn’t kind to myself. I wasn’t ready. I was stagnant. The universe, once again came through to shake things up in a major way. Now there’s a new kind of fear in front of me. Do I love again? Do I go “all in” again? Do I trust this amazing man who wants to go “all in” with me? Who when I challenge his feelings for me says, “you know like how you know about a good melon; just feels right.” He’s right. I mean it does feel right; very right. Scary! So, guess I’ll have to feel the fear and do it anyway.
Another thing that feels very right is the other thing that I’m fearful of; my career. I want to use my experiences to help others find, give and keep love. I didn’t go through all of this for nothing and I have a gift for helping people see solutions to things. I came up with my LoveQuest Coaching business because I know with every particle of my being that I was put here to serve. I’m meant to help people find, give and keep love. I’m passionate about relationships! I have experienced virtually every relationship scenario and because I choose to feel the fear and do it anyway, I keep moving forward. I’m still here looking forward to what’s next.
At this point I have no other option but to commit. That’s the only thing I can do. I have to commit to allowing love in my life again. I have love to give. My divine voice keeps saying, “Lis, sweetie, Love is a verb!” It’s like the latest mantra repeating in my head. I also have to commit to being of service. I must own my story, share it and use it to spare people precious time. My clients will win regardless of what happens. Some may save their marriages, find true love, or find themselves. Everyone’s LoveQuest is different and I’ll be there for my clients when they feel the fear and do it anyway, whatever their “it” is. I’ll be right behind them, cheering them on the same way my dad was behind me in that Penske truck.
Lisa Concepcion, writer, speaker, vlogger and Founder of LoveQuest Coaching™ is a Professional Life Coach specializing in dating, relationships and self-love. Originally from New York now based in Miami, Lisa candidly shares the valuable lessons she learns on her own LoveQuest journey offering online workbooks and video workshops, group workshops, one-on-one sessions, and seminars, to help people attract, give and keep love starting with love of self. Connect with Lisa via her YouTube Channel or by visiting LisaConcepcion.com