This evening is my last as a 39-year-old.
Quite a strong reminder of death, in many ways. But right now I am challenging myself to consider another perspective – that this last evening of my fourth decade is a reminder of life. A reminder of how much I want to live and grow and explore and discover and love and be loved again, despite so much pain and heartbreak.
I make a promise to myself tonight – that as of right now I will leap into the blissful fire of life, with courage in the face of fear.
I will direct deep and abiding love towards myself from here on in, with a simple wish for myself to be happy.
I cannot change the past. At times, I cannot even begin to understand it. Tonight, I cast my eyes towards the new horizon and set off in this small coracle made of a walnut shell, with a glimpse of spider’s web for a sail. On the sea of life, once again, I will sail on waves of love and wonder.
Thank you to those of you who have started following my blog in the first week of its maiden voyage. I feel so blessed to be able to share the musings of my heart with you.