I’ve been feeling overwhelmingly content. Like there’s just so much of this good life, I can’t get enough of it, I’m too small to take it all in, it’s abundance spilling over from all around me.
Everything is a bit superlative right now. All the words are excessive and extra. And even then the words to explain how new this all feels aren’t enough.
I feel young, tender, and wide open like a child. I also feel very confident, whole and empowered like an adult. All kinds of grown up.
I feel whole, like stepping into a new door with new agency. New energy.
This is new. This is mine. And I don’t have to fight for it anymore.
So much gratitude for where I am today. For how for the first time in probably my entire life I feel a sense of balance. Of everything being right just as it is. No unquenched yearning, no burning desire, no sense of longing or incompleteness for anything.
I have never known this before and I feel such immense gratitude for having arrived here.
One year ago: We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got