This is 39.75
/I’m beaming with the realization it’s officially the last month of my 30s. I was completely convinced when I was younger that I wouldn’t live to see 30. Not only did I live to see it, but I have come home to my soul this past decade. I have found myself, my purpose, my courage. So many things that I didn’t think were in the cards for me, are now my reality. Life, love, children, mamahood, happiness, success, health, lightness, self-love, authenticity, confidence, abundance, ease, a career I’m completely lit up in and inspired by, collaborating with the most amazing spiritual team, sustaining tools and practices, energy and expansion. Holy fuck. I’ve come a long way.
My 20s were painful. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. Autoimmune hell. Addiction. Divorce. Even my healing journey was such a struggle, an uphill battle.
My 30s though. It’s been a decade of spiritual awakening. Coming home. The lessons clicked. I started taking action. I started walking my talk. My heart led. My mindset shifted. I realized my limitlessness and my gifts. i stepped into my role as a leader. I found a peace I had never known.
And now I have such a stirring, a drive, to serve even more, to collaborate to bring empaths and lightworkers together in community and in aligned and inspired action, toward activism, to help others expand in their work, in their lives, in their connection with spirit, in realizing their gifts.
I may explode.
Cheers to me, close to rounding the bases, feeling fierce, proud, so excited about my life now and all that’s still to come.
This is 39.75