Right before, you know, as we transition into showing photos, I'll just share the reading that I actually shared at the kickoff that some of you referenced and some of you have already heard.

And so, you know, feel free just because some of you probably came from the office or, you know, you came from a busy day at a conference or, you know, whatever you're in town for, or a busy day at the front desk.

And so let's just come to a comfortable seat. And, you know, because those of you have heard this, you heard it in a, you know, kind of busy room at the Darlington

house. And so it's nice to, you know, just kind of take a few moments and get centered and grounded,

you know, this whole thing that we teach with regard to mindfulness. So coming to a comfortable

seat, or yeah, you can stand if that's helpful or even if you need legs up the wall,

please feel free to go there.

You can have your eyes open or closed and just kind of feel into your body for a moment.

So think of this as one of Lisa's mindfulness chimes.

So after our big announcement in April,

followed by heaps of planning, coordination, and dreaming since then, it's hard to believe the tour is upon us.

So we had a kickoff. We headed out to West Virginia where we packed up Sweet Lily, and then we headed to New York to Savor the Wisdom 2.0 conference, And then we launched our first Tranquility pop-ups in Philly and Brooklyn.

So a little backstory. In 1997, I took three months to travel from D.C. to Alaska.

And then down the West Coast and an SUV.

Camping, sleeping in the car, and savoring an occasional soak in a hotel tub.

For the past 15 years, I've been committed to long-term projects such as creating and growing tranquil space, plus completing grad school programs and various trainings.

But all the while, my wonder lust was tucked in my back

pocket, awaiting attention. So despite being talked away, I'd often tell my boyfriend that my

birthday wish would be to travel cross-country in an RV for two weeks. It's funny how I couldn't

see past a two-week adventure, but gas and rental costs were always prohibitive, so this dream, too, remained tucked away.

After spending six weeks in France last year, with two of the weeks in an RV exploring province, I realized that a wait time didn't have to be in two-week spurts,

and that my wander-lust wishes were still strong, despite being ignored for so long.

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