26/11/2021
My holidays have always been a perfect blend of love and chaos. They’ve always been FULL of family. They’ve never lacked magic. They’ve been blessed with more food than you can imagine and gifts over flowing.
Yet here I am…38 years old and this is the first holiday I’ve lived without depression.
I’ve spent the last few years working my ass off to understand myself, face my traumas, observe my toxicities and heal my shadow. Work that will continue for the rest of this life. Work that lights the way on this journey of mine. And within that work, I found myself. I continue to find myself.
Tonight, I am especially grateful for the real ones. For my family, who hold never ending space for me. For a handful of very close friends who provide guidance without judgement. For a very special friend, for surrounding me in lessons and love. For my soul aligned clients, who certainly give me more than I give them. And for myself…for demanding more of myself, for honoring the parts of myself that no longer resonate with who I am, and for finding purpose in every moment.
Happy Thanksgiving. I am forever grateful for your presence 🖤
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