When I started this post, I didn’t know what I’d type. Just that I wanted to sneak off to a cafe and write.
Life.
Because mine has changed and has been changing and I feel I am now just catching up with all the changes happening. All the changes asked of me. By me. I asked for all this; the partner, the creative city, the burning away of responsibilities no longer a fit for me, but change isn’t easy and for so much of this year life was happening quickly, and I was flowing downstream, submerged and unable to breathe. Holding on for dear life, Uranus with a chokehold on my sun sign (I’m Taurus and woah has our need for routine and consistency been put to the test by Uranus and it’s need to disrupt everything), waiting for the moment I felt fine.
Life was good, and I was in sensory overload.
Getting everything I wanted and feeling like I couldn’t cope.
And I think it’s okay to admit that it’s okay to be uncomfortable, even in the midst of things working out. And I think it’s important to recognize that getting what we want involves so much change in who we are; an alchemy of our hearts and how we identify ourselves. And that no matter how incredible, life changes can be hard. And the most beautiful moments, difficult.
