She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.
– Kate Chopin, The Awakening
I remember that feeling well. Securing the heavy cloth of “normalcy” on my shoulders as I left for my administrative job, a drooping heaviness, slowly gathering weight throughout the day. My heart ached with strained discontentment. I felt like a fraud. A failure. Incapable of fulfilling ideals of where and who I should be, ought to be, by age 25.
I had forgotten what I loved and craved, the hobbies and passions I possessed. I forgot how to flow with life, with my nature, with my strengths. Continue reading “The Launch”
They come just before a life-altering journey…
Fingers trembling on the flight to Australia with 25 new friends
Eyes reluctantly accepting sleep the night before the first day of college
Heart flickers with electric touches as green and brown eyes meet before a first kiss
Breath catching as the doors opens for the first day of yoga teacher training
Knees weak and eyes blurry with tears as the plane boards for Thailand
Excitement boiling when discovering that the perfect job wants an interview Continue reading “Follow the Butterflies”