Sent to Serve

I began this project in honor of my Granny Mae. She was a woman who never needed her name in lights or her picture in the media. But she helped more strangers & changed more hearts than anyone I’ve ever known… a saint in the silence.

Mae owned a flower shop but never made a profit because she gave away everything she ever earned to help others in need. She loved making people smile, warming hearts and laying her life down daily to be a light in the darkest of situations.

I knew she was different but it wasn’t until she passed into the Heavenly realms on February 23, 2017 did I begin to see the truth of who she was in the gifts she carried and the baton she was passing onto me as she departed this world. Then on the 3rd anniversary of her passing over I found myself standing on the cliffs of Magu Point staring out into the ocean as waves crashed below. The sky was lit up with stars and my heart was lit up with a stirring inside that I couldn’t comprehend.

I had no idea how drastically my life was about to change.

I took a huge leap of faith, giving away everything I’d worked my entire life to achieve and moved to California with a dog and a jeep. Then I found myself alone in a type of wilderness I never knew could exist. It was in the solitude I felt my soul calling; turning away from everything this world has to offer as I searched for something greater and more meaningful.

I took a traveling job just to force myself to get out of the house and there I began meeting amazing people. Ironically, each person who left a mark on me seemed to have similar stories as mine. And every single one of them confirmed a thing within that I need to see, heal and integrate for a purpose that I felt was much greater than little me.

Phillipians 4:8 says, “whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there be any virtue and if there be any praise, think on these things.”

There is freedom in truth and joy in the journey even when each detour and pit-stop is laced with pain. My Granny suffered more than anyone I’ve ever known and yet she was my hero. Today I find new heroes; sparks in the sky who plant seeds in me to see the world through a different set of lenses and believe that we all have the ability to make an impact in our time here. Even if it’s in a small way, perhaps sharing these stories can do that for someone else.

Love, Jodi