07/04/2026
I walked past my mirror in the lounge…
Surrounded by my crystals
and my family.
All treasured.
I caught a glimpse of myself
and thought,
“Ooh who’s that?”
And then I realised
It was me.
So I picked up my phone
and took the photo.
Phone in hand, arms up
trying to catch the light, the angle, the moment.
But what I didn’t expect
was to catch myself.
Not the polished version.
Not the one you try to perfect.
Just…..... me.
And I had a little smile.
Because in that moment,
I saw myself a little differently.
Not as someone to improve
but as someone to recognise.
I’ve always quite liked who I am.
Confident. Grounded. Comfortable in my own skin.
But what I saw in that moment
was something else.
A deeper recognition.
The same woman
just a little more lived in.
A few more lines, yes.
A few more stories.
A little more life sitting gently on me.
And instead of questioning it
I appreciated it.
Still saying yes to life
(with slightly better boundaries 😉).
I read something recently:
“Just as you are, right here and now, is the way.”
And I thought
maybe there’s nowhere to get to.
I’m already here.
And maybe that’s the moment it clicks
Not becoming someone new,
but finally recognising
the woman you already are.
Because the more you live
the more you see.
And these days?
I really like what I see.
And I’m curious
Who else is starting to feel at home
in who they are?
I’d genuinely love to hear where you’re at…
whether you share it here or send me a quiet message 🩷
I’ve written a longer version of this over on Substack… if you feel like a quieter read 🩷