I have been searching for ‘something’, probably since forever. And especially since becoming a mama. I think it’s been trying to find my voice. To be expressive and creative. To learn to feel raw and vulnerable but still keep on doing, to face it and to stay soft.
I thought I had lost myself a little in there. In growing up and motherhood. But I’ve come to realise that the hard times have led to the shedding of so many layers. The fires burn away a lot of skin, but what is now left behind…..I’m thoroughly enjoying discovering. And I wasn’t really lost. It was more of an un-learning. It’s been scary. I’ve been to some darker shades of places. I am someone new, yet old, something freshly created, but that’s also been here all the time.
Most of all I’ve been looking for other women, a community, where this journey can be shared and made a little lighter. I think it will be a lifelong journey, but I’m getting there. I think we all are. We are waking up to creating authentic lives for ourselves. In the image that we want, and not what we have been told.
And so here, this is my space, your space, our space, to go out on that limb together. To incorporate ramblings, and dreams, and work, and basically just hold hands a little while and boost each other up so that we can live the life that we so desperately know we already are.
I am forever changing. And I will always be baring my soul. I can’t help it. I think our stories, told in honesty, bind us together and also set us free. There is too much fear out there, too many people closed off and half living because we are taught that being anything more is too much. I soar, struggle, fall down, feel it all, start all over again and feel on top of the world. On repeat. And I know I am not alone. I hope we can raise our voices to create bonds throughout our lives because at the end of the day, nothing matters but connection and love and feeling heard and being a part of it all. Fully open and vulnerable and eyes wide. I have fear. But I want to do it anyway.