Trusting myself

Years ago I wrote about the importance of being authentic, inspired by the realisation that I needed to make significant life changes in order to regain physical and spiritual health.

The global pause created by the recent pandemic allowed me the time to think and be open to new solutions as, once again, it became clear that I needed to embark upon a new journey.  I once thought that writing would be my salvation but I have learned that sometimes creativity follows its own schedule and doesn’t always show up in ways we want.  I’ve learned that a little or a lot is ALWAYS enough.

I’ve learned that time, love and a forgiving spirit can heal all wounds.

I have come from a place ruled by fear – fear of what others might think; fear of disappointing my parents; fear of not living up to my own standards, to a place where the only fear I feel is the fear of not being true to myself and to my God.

I live now on my own terms, choosing how and when to engage with others.  I have learned that to ‘spend’ time just for the sake of doing so is a waste of time, whereas to invest time to learn, share, love, grow, laugh is to plant seeds that will last an eternity.

I have learned that love, in all of its forms and from all of its sources, is a gift and most of all, I have learned gratitude.