The Art of Becoming: A Journey Home to Self

I turned 33 this past week and I sat down to reflect on this past year.

I feel such a deep sense of reverence, peace and gratitude for where I am at this point in my life. 

My life looks completely different than what I would have envisioned for myself years ago and I now know it was meant to. I am falling into alignment, following the unknown and mysterious path of my heart and soul, following what feels right, not what makes logical sense, not what I “should” be doing, not what society deems to be successful. Not allowing myself to fit inside of a man-made box.

And throughout this path, I finally see myself, and I realize that is what I have been searching for my whole life. To be seen for who I truly am. And now I am. By me. And I’m so incredibly proud of the woman that I am and the woman I am becoming.

I am steady, rooted and grounded in myself, in my body. Deeply connected to my soul, and understanding and compassionate in my mind. A solid foundation from within rooted in authentic and real self-love. Not just the fleeting kind. The kind that is here to stay no matter how many mistakes I make or challenges I face. 

My heart is full, my soul is set on fire, ignited by my truth, and I’m excited! I feel I am truly living, not just surviving anymore. Truly excited for what is to come, constantly pushing myself to my edges and comfort zone and finding safety there, not allowing my fear to confine me. And what a gift it is to truly feel. To feel alive, to feel excited, to feel the weight and heaviness of the world and choose to see the good and try to be that light. To be hopeful for the future. To fight for unconditional love, acceptance, understanding, compassion and equality for all. To fight for something bigger than myself and feel deeply connected to it.

I am the woman that I always came here to be and I fought like hell to get here. I dove head first into my own darkness these past few years and found my own light that can never be diminished now, because it is sustained by my unwavering love. Finally coming home to my heart. Understanding my wounds, my inner workings, the complexities of being human and having compassion, understanding, patience, grace and gratitude for it all.

I found my voice, my courage, my power. I trust myself and my inner compass more than ever before. Shattering the illusion of this need to be perfect and embracing the messy, authentic, real me. And what an absolute honor and gift.

I’m so grateful for the teachings this past year brought.

🕊️Grace. Peace. Devotion. Surrender. Trust. Freedom. 

And my prayer is that you do too. Whatever age you are, no matter how much you’ve been through, how stuck you feel, how lost you seem, or how low it feels right now… you are your guiding light home. You are your own medicine. Self-love and compassion is always the answer. It is possible to feel good and come home to your wholeness. Never forget that or let anyone tell you otherwise. It’s never too late to come home to yourself.

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Sending you my love,

Holly