a little different

we all don’t know where we’re going

it’s best when we’re along for the ride

can’t plan a rainbow or the weather

life surprises you sometimes

sitting here with smiling eyes

greens pines and fireflies 

no one knows the directions 

we find happiness in our minds

some agave and lime brought us together

relating to the struggle of goodbye

if we didn’t feel the pain of change

how could we appreciate a new life

now everything is different

different like wind and fire

one burns your soul to pieces 

the other guides you on the ride 

everything that’s ever hurt me

has brought me to this night

life feels different and uncertain

I take it in and try to breathe

nothing that I knew was perfect

but now I sense relief

I don’t have to tell a story

before it all unfolds

looking at eyes that calm me

only now is when we know

letting life be different

good things grow on their own

you are the calm after all of my storms

the reason life doesn’t make sense alone

-Heather Dyan Morgan

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About Me

I’m Heather Dyan Morgan, a writer, speaker, and podcast host who left behind everything I knew to start over from scratch.
Literally the definition of wandering the wild mess.

Born and raised in Utah (yes, I grew up Mormon), I walked away from the only life I had ever known—including a good man who simply wasn’t meant for me, and moved to Tennessee with no friends, no family, and no place to call home. I had spent over a decade climbing the corporate ladder, and one day I simply told my boss: “I’m moving. Keep me or don’t.”

A little wild? Maybe. But I’ve always felt like a caged bird waiting to be free.
And once I finally jumped, there was no turning back.

Those early months, bouncing between Airbnbs, navigating heartbreak, identity shifts, and deep solitude, were more than a leap. They were a rebirth.
And somehow, they became the beginning of everything.

Now I share my journey through my podcast (Wandering the Wild Mess), I’m working on an aligned project of digital healing guides, and continue to pour into the written word—because storytelling has always been my way of making sense of the chaos and helping others feel less alone in theirs.

I’ve been writing since I could hold a pencil and asking deep questions since I could form a sentence. I’m endlessly curious about the human experience—how we think, feel, and move through this world. I believe we don’t fail; we just evolve.

I’m here to remind you that it’s okay not to have it all figured out. You’re allowed to grow, grieve, start over, and still be wildly worthy of love and joy.

I enjoy deep conversations, acoustic music, mountain views, and campfire moments that make you feel something. And I believe that if you’re reading this, you’re here for a reason.

Thanks for being part of my wild mess. Let’s wander it together.

And in case no one told you today—you matter

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