I feel like I am at the beginning of this transitional journey. I am grateful for all the insight paving the way. I love the idea of taking one area at a time to focus on. Here for it!
To become, one has to be willing to un-become. Die a little every day. And then be able to stand in this messy, vast and yet too often constricting place where nothing feels the same anymore. And I suspect this is where we come back to life. My last bleed was last summer solstice - to say that I have died a thousand times since then would be quite the understatement. When my last book came out in October, I couldn't even summon enough energy to promote it. I stopped fighting, packed up writing in February, and just allowed myself to disintegrate. Definitely not a process for the heart-fainted soul, but resisting the process felt much worse than surrendering to it. I loved your post, as I could obviously relate! Enjoy this new chapter x
I feel like I am at the beginning of this transitional journey. I am grateful for all the insight paving the way. I love the idea of taking one area at a time to focus on. Here for it!
Brilliant. I think it will still be relevant to where you are because it’s all about a changing season and building a life you want to live.
I hope you’re doing okay with everything you’re navigating at the moment.
I’m so excited to be on this journey with you, for it’s my timeline too and serendipitously what’s been percolating away in my being as well. 🌸
Brilliant Mich! We will navigate these times together, I'm so glad to have your company.
To become, one has to be willing to un-become. Die a little every day. And then be able to stand in this messy, vast and yet too often constricting place where nothing feels the same anymore. And I suspect this is where we come back to life. My last bleed was last summer solstice - to say that I have died a thousand times since then would be quite the understatement. When my last book came out in October, I couldn't even summon enough energy to promote it. I stopped fighting, packed up writing in February, and just allowed myself to disintegrate. Definitely not a process for the heart-fainted soul, but resisting the process felt much worse than surrendering to it. I loved your post, as I could obviously relate! Enjoy this new chapter x