My world feels like it's ending. Because it actually is.
A part of it at least. A huge part of it.
One of my biggest chapters is coming to an end in just a few more sleeps (sigh...but I think I'm ready) and this past month (well, two) leading up to it, has been a perpetual rollercoaster of emotions.
Last week I genuinely felt like a part of me died. Because it actually did.
An older version of myself just raged and fought and crumbled and caved and wept and then went POOF!
And now she is nowhere to be found.
In her place is someone I'm getting to know and love and trust.
She is a different me. A bolder me. And more me than I've been before now.
She's not hanging on like the other one was.
She's like, "Can we go on the next adventure now? What are we waiting for? Come on, woman! Let's go!"
She's way more ready than I was a week ago.
She's thinking it's about fucking time.
She knows she's ready for more.
She isn't scared at all. She's fucking pumped!
And she knows she has what it takes to make it work wherever she goes.
She knows she's outgrown her past self, her past life, and maybe even her current home.
Just a maybe for now - I still need a bit of convincing.
But I'm letting her lead the way and I trust her more each day.
I'm definitely done hanging on to the old though.
I'm so eager and ready for the new!
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