On March 26th 2011, I moved to New York City. I never seriously considered moving to NYC. In fact sometimes I would say "Oh maybe one day I'll move to New York City," but I never meant it. At least I thought I didn't.
I first visited NYC in Fall of 2009 and it was complete love at first sight. My half hearted "One day I'll go there maybe" statement became conviction, "I'm moving". I spent 2010 working jobs, living with my parents, and saving money to move. New York City was also a good career move. I had received my MFA in photography and if I wanted to pursue the field, NYC was the place to be. Everything aligned perfectly; I found a furnished studio apartment on the Upper West Side and soon was hired for a job at a photo rental house.
If I were to list out all the ways that living in New York City has transformed me, you'd be up all night reading! My life and values have changed in new and surprising ways. I moved with career at the forefront of my mind. Now, my idea of career has shifted and I am experiencing introspection on what I truly want to contribute. I hoped I would meet and date men, and I have. I did not realize however how much those relationships were the catalyst for spiritual and personal growth. I met friends who introduced me to yoga, meditation, and running; my health improved. Years of living in San Francisco's temperate climates did not prepare me for the seasons, yet I've fallen in love with the seasons and how they mark time. My life, quite simply, has transformed and continues to do so.
I was at a family reunion recently and relatives, most of whom live on the West Coast, asked me if I had intentions of moving back to California. Right now, the answer is no. New York City is my spark plug and I'm not done transforming.