I found this post in my unpublished blog post drafts and was struck by the honesty.. I'm still having a bit of writers block, so i'll let this post speak for itself. Enjoy- sending love from Greece. 

xoxo,

Allison

(Originally written August 2, 2022)

I feel like I have been running every day since I got out of the hospital.

Desperate for my energy to return.

Desperate for direction in my business.

Desperate to find answers to the questions of why my life doesn't look like what I want it to.

My time in Portugal has not gone according to plan, as I'm sure you've figured out by now.

I've spent my days in quiet introspection and my nights in bed by 9pm. I've journaled nearly 5 pages per day. I've scripted about what I wanted my life to look like in a year. I've scripted about how amazing, refreshed energized and focused I was going to feel once I returned home. I've fantasized about all the unsuspecting ways taking this leap of faith and coming on this trip was going to improve ...

Part I

Part II

I have a mental image of myself laying in bed on a stormy Saturday morning Memorial Day weekend 2021, scrolling through all my friends’ Instagrams as they partied and celebrated my best friend in Croatia on her bachelorette. I made sure to like all their posts while simultaneously trying to ignore their stories.

I was far from being a victim here; if anything, I felt like a bad friend. I hated that I wasn't able to be there for my friend and myself at the same time, but it was a decision I made and needed to live with.

It triggered a short-term depression and I sought out therapy for the first time since my mid 20s.

Mental health treatment used to be very different. I used to secretly walk 4 flights of stairs in college to avoid being seen getting off on the “mental health floor” for my counseling sessions.

When I started my job in Chicago, I put a secret weekly meeting on my calendar and brought my entire makeup bag with me to clean up after therapy. I never told ...

Read Part I First

I was never confident in who I was. My parents got divorced when I was very young, and my childhood circumstances were… volatile.

I struggled to develop a firm identity, because as a child, I had learned it was safer to adapt. I became a social chameleon, who was always “down for whatever” and blamed any feelings of discontent or unhappiness on myself. 

This manifested itself as crippling anxiety, which reached a peak in 2019. I have since come to find that anxiety is often a signal that I disconnected or lacking trust in myself. 

 In March of 2020 (oddly enough), my life had reached a place of stability where I felt safe enough to go off medication. I had been prescribed ADHD medication (aka some variation of Adderall) and anti-depressants for the prior 7 years.

This is relevant because going off medication changed my relationship to alcohol.

 I could no longer rely on medication to combat my hangover anxiety. It was perplexing to experience the sensation I hat...

My first domestic solo trip to Florida came and went.

My Reiki II certification started the week after I returned. With each level of Reiki, you receive an atunement, which is essentially a ceremony where the reiki energy is passed to you from a Reiki Master. Reiki energy is universal (in Japan, they don’t even have a word for it because everyone practices energy work) but the atunements open you up to it, making you more receptive and able to work with the energy to help assist others through healing.

When you get an atunment, this energy is hyperfocused, and it removes everything from your life that is no longer serving you. 

I received my Reiki II atunement right when I got back from my trip, and almost immediately my world changed.

Within that next week, my boss and best friend at work quit in ceremonious fashions, the boy I had been dating informed me he was moving, my cats’ fighting had reached a peak and I learned that my Grandma was dying.

(I was simultaneously getting my ...

For my 32^nd birthday, I went on a solo trip to Colombia. The experience inspired to share about my travels in a deeper, more meaningful way. This trip took a lot of research, planning and confidence to make happen and in doing so, it reinforced the value and transformation solo travel provides. But before we dive into that, let’s talk about how we got here. 

Solo travel sort of found me. 

I went on my first domestic solo trip to Naples, FL for my 30^th birthday in 2021. I had put profound emphasis on this day for my entire life because it was on 3/30, marking it as Golden. 

 When I was invited to a friend’s surprise party the weekend of my (not yet planned) 30^th celebration, it felt like a gut punch. My two options were: A) go and pretend not to feel overlooked or B) celebrate my birthday in April.

Both felt equally depressing; I decided on a trip to the beach.

I booked a flight to Fort Meyers, Florida and spent the weekend with an old work colleague of mine. We toured the Evergl...

My life isn’t perfect.

“Look at me, I went on this expensive vacation by myself and here’s how you can do it too!”

I mean, no.

The truth is, traveling by myself has changed my life in more ways than I could possibly imagine, and I wish I would have known to do it sooner.

It started with taking myself out to dinner. Then going to the beach. Eventually I worked my way up to going to Italy. It didn’t happen overnight.

Each time I chose myself, my circumstances improved and my life became incrementally better.

Join me on Monday for the Solo Travel Magic Masterclass.

This is my way of sharing my knowledge, hacks and tricks I’ve learned with you so you can start planning your own trip. If you have even the slightest piqued interest, sign up. Your future self will thank you ✨

Topics include

🗺️Astrocartography
💫Intuitively and energetically connecting to your destination
💕 Stepping into your new reality

Link here: https://www.allisonziggy.com/solotravelmagic
Xoxo,

Allison

Sucks.

It’s been really hard for me to write this caption.

There are so many things I want to say about what it’s like to go on a trip with the wrong person.

How isolating and alienating it feels to have nightly panic attacks in the same room as someone you’re trying to hide them from.

It feels like prison and I think it’s bullshit that having a partner is seen as some automatic virtue or marker of success.

A good, healthy, conscious relationship? Yes.

A relationship for the sake of being in one? Life gets to be better than that.

Being in a beautiful backdrop with the wrong guy gave me an entirely new level of appreciation for my life and I realized what a privilege it truly was to travel solo.

It truly taught me that being single was better than being in a bad relationship and beyond that, it was empowering.

My upcoming Masterclass, Solo Travel Magic, is for people who are simply ready to choose themselves. You don’t need to be single to travel solo- if anything, it makes you...

I’ve spent basically my entire life single.

Yes, I’ve had relationships, but even the significant ones were short lived. I’ve never been in what most people would consider to be a long-term relationship.

It’s always been a desire of mine to get married and have a family, but for one reason or another, nothing ever ended up “working out.” At least not up until this point.

This was something I used to hate about myself.

How did everyone else my age have it all figured out?

I deleted all of my social media apps from my phone when I lived in North Carolina because it became too depressing to look at all of these couples traveling the world together and getting engaged / married when I lived… with my Dad.

It felt like I was so far behind.

Solo travel was the one thing that allowed me to reclaim my power back from this painful narrative. I wish I would have discovered it sooner.

I didn’t need to wait for someone to "choose to be with me" before I could do the things I really wanted to do. My...

As I sat in the park, sunshine in my hair, live music echoing, leaves changing colors and a literal rainbow in the fountain, I felt this wave of peace and gratitude rush over me.

I did it.

What you may not know about me is that I used to struggle with debilitating anxiety. It was horrific.

It was the worst when I lived in North Carolina. I have vivid memories physically shaking my body to try and rid myself of the physical painful sensation, but nothing worked.

I lived in a constant state of fear and sadness.

I didn’t think things would ever get better.

I thought I was going to be medicated for the rest of my life.

But through time, effort and a desire for a better life, I healed.

Solo travel is the one thing that truly enabled me to establish a relationship with myself strong enough to withstand life’s challenges.

My first trip to Denmark earlier this year was what truly enabled me to let anxiety go for good.

My intention in Denmark was to go without worry for one week; it never really came bac...

 Not to sound dramatic...  

But I experienced magic on my most recent solo trip to Paris. 

My weekend in Paris proved to be one of the best weekends of my life; it was the perfect embodiment of alignment and flow. Everything just felt... perfect. 

As I sat in a cafe, eating the best crepe I've ever had in my life, I journaled. In doing so, I realized that I had unknowingly lived out my version of a perfect day. It was as if I was writing out the things I wanted to happen, but they were actually real. 

Photoshoot in the morning, followed by breakfast at a world renowned cafe. A nap followed by shopping at a vintage street market, followed by a muffin filled with decadent chocolate... (and this was all before 2pm!)

As I continued to write, this immense rush of gratitude came over me, and it hit me; everyone deserves to feel this good. Everyone deserves to have a perfect day. 

If you're ready to truly experience magic into your life, join my free upcoming webinar: Solo Travel Magic ...