Hey hey,
It’s winter here.
Short days.
Dark by 4pm.
Grey skies, foggy mornings (I love them).
That freezing kind of sunshine that looks warm… but isn’t.
But such is life.
I once said I’d be writing more often…
Let’s just say—I’ll be here when I’m here.
And for me, that works.
No pressure.
So… what are we on about today?
I was in the shower.
Tell me you get your best insights in the shower too?
Because the conversations I have in there?
Full-on spiritual guru.
Wisdom just flowing.
I’m not even the same person.
And in that moment, my mind went back…
Not one year.
Ten.
A whole decade.
A new year is here again—and I can feel it.
Something about this one feels different.
Lighter. Clearer. Aligned.
And it pulled me back to everything that has led me here.
And then it hit me:
This whole thing…
has been a metamorphosis.Not chaos.
Not random.
Transformation.
Like something that has been quietly forming…
changing… stretching… shedding…
And now?
The butterfly is ready.
When I really looked back, I saw it clearly:
Everything that happened to me…
was happening for me.
Every job.
Every person.
Every uncomfortable season.
All of it was shaping something.
Some roles? Beautiful.
Some? Let’s not lie… they were rough.
But necessary.
Taking leaps of faith with shaking bones.
Learning to speak up.
Standing up for myself.
Becoming confident in me.
(Still working on it… but we’re getting there.)
And now I can say it, and actually mean it:
I am enough.
And I can take myself to great heights.
The journey?
Worth it.
Completely.
Because now I see it…
This wasn’t just life happening.
This was a plan.
A good one.
A plan to grow me.
To stretch me.
To prepare me.
And in this moment…
I feel nothing but gratitude.
For life.
For the people.
For the work.
For every single piece that played its part.
Thank you God in me.
Everything I thought was breaking me… was building me.
If you’re in your becoming season… stay here.
