the blog
Welcome to the place where my wild mess of a mind spills her thoughts—wise, wild, and everything in between—for the world to laugh at, learn from, and enjoy.
I started my whole life over a little over 2 years ago, moved across the country alone, to a place I knew not a soul, and just figured it out. It let me to such a deep journey in my mind, and one I often share here and on my podcast “Wandering the Wild Mess”
Being an open book is kinda scary, but I’ve learned life isn’t that serious. Sharing what sets my soul on fire is way more fun than worrying about what anyone else thinks. So, here we go. Crave more of the mess.. Click below to listen to the podcast!
Not a poem, just a moment from the mind… I awake to the warmth of him beside me. It’s still dark, but I can tell the sun is eager to rise. His breathing is calm, and the safety I feel moves through me like the first cool wave that meets…

I Didn’t Just Come Here to Heal—I Came Here to Change I loved someone.I built a life.I followed the rules, the timeline, the expectations.And then…
The Dashboard Ahead I let it go.I let go of all the things I thought I needed to hold on to.Not because I wanted to…
Life has a way of wrecking our plans, doesn’t it? We build our ships with great care, only to see them crash in ways we…
Season Three: Right Where I’m Meant to BeBy Heather Dyan Morgan I wasn’t supposed to be at this little coffee shop, sitting in the sun…

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