11/13/2023
I've taken X number of selfies in the bike room, but this one from the other day is a favourite. 😊
Content, at peace, and happy. After days filled with work I love - hosting, doing VOs, and teaching.
I had this weird feeling at the start of the week, like I was anticipating stress.
Then I remembered, aound this time last year, I was in The Pit. Very dark confusing times. Not aligned with my purpose. Not working towards a life I wanted. Always worried about what hasn't happened yet. I was unkind, impatient. None of my tools were working - meditation, journaling like crazy, praying, gratitude. Gratitude was the worst, bec I would feel guilty for feeling bad. Because my life was ok naman? I carry it well? I'm strong? But I didn't even like myself. Every day, I would wish for time to go faster so I could start over again. But I always ended it with "and tomorrow will be better."
And it did. 😊 It took a while. Took months of sitting with my feelings, acceptance, and letting go. Of processing intense grief that one of my best friends won't grow old with me. Of really being honest with what I want in life. And I'm still going through that. Healing isn't linear nor smooth. Most times, it doesn't even feel like healing. It breaks you down, so you can see clearly - the parts to leave behind, or choose to keep. And so far, I'm quite pleased with my choices. 🤗
We all have wounds. Wherever you are in your healing journey, keep going. Tomorrow will be better. And tomorrow will come. 🤗