15/05/2022
By golly this feels scary.
There has been so much inner resistance around this - soo many reasons that I used to pull back.
But the truth is, something shifted over the last 48 hours. And when I know something, I really know it.
Some things happen quickly, it’s a like a switch is flicked and suddenly I’m chomping at the bit to get going.
The podcast was like this - I had the idea, chose a platform and recorded the first two episodes in one day.
And now, here I am, doing something I genuinely never thought I would do.
I’m retiring this account.
It’s time, my heart tells me, to truly begin.
This account is almost 10 years old - I created it when I was 19 years old.
And it contains the threads of every iteration I have been within that time.
My first un-captioned, Instagram-edited photos of my pets // My days when I dabbled at university // My beauty YouTuber days // My wellness blogger days // My I-don’t-really-know-who-the-hell-I-am days
And it always felt important for me to keep it all.
Deleting any of it seemed like a denial or a removal of all the different versions I have gone though to get to the Me I am today.
I kept every post as a badge of honour (even the cringy-est).
But here’s the thing.
There are a hell of a lot of threads from the past in this space.
There are a lot of ‘followers’ from each and every phase who just won’t be aligned with who I am and the work I do now (if they were to actually SEE my posts in their feed at all!)
I COULD do a clear out - but honestly, why do I strive to hold on?
This heart of mine is growing; it’s clearer than its ever been.
It’s been shedding and opening; and it’s masterfully been taking me along for the ride.
My vision is clearer. My voice is stronger.
And it’s time.
To begin.
Truly and fully.
Without ties to the past.
Without the clutter of what-has-been.
I honour the way the space has held me.
And as I put it to rest, I’m stepping into clear, luscious, more expansive lands.
Come and meet me where the kindling has been laid, and the fire has just been lit.
I’d love for you to pull up a stump and join me