26/07/2026
I’ve been reflecting a lot over the last few weeks.
Not because I have answers, but because life has asked so much of me in such a short space of time.
I’ve come to realise that change isn’t usually one big moment. It’s a series of small choices that quietly reshape your life until one day you look around and realise almost everything feels different.
Over the last few of months I’ve said goodbye to dreams, hopes and versions of myself that I genuinely loved and wished would become true… AND, I’ve opened my heart in ways I didn’t know I was ready for. I’ve stepped towards a future I’ve longed for whilst grieving the familiarity of the one I’m leaving behind.
What has surprised me most is that even the changes we pray for can feel unsettling when they arrive.
I think we often expect change to feel empowering, but most often it feels vulnerable.
I’ve spoken a lot about surrender over the years. About trusting life’s wild waters. But this season has shown me that surrender isn’t a beautiful idea. It’s a lived experience. It asks us to loosen our grip on certainty, to feel what we’ve been avoiding, and to make space for something we cannot yet fully see.
I’ve realised that my instinct, when life feels this big, is to search for solid ground.
But perhaps that ground isn’t outside of me… it has always been within me.
I’m still learning that… still remembering that again and again.
I’m still finding my footing… fumbling in the dark. I’m still allowing this new chapter to unfold rather than trying to control it.
A comfort is to feel into the fact that change is the only thing life has ever promised us. We can resist it, fear it or try to hold it back, but eventually it asks each of us the same question:
Can you let go of what was, so you have both hands free to receive what is coming?
I don’t have that answer yet.
But today, I’m choosing to stay open enough to find out. And the people I love and hold most dear have made these changes a beautiful experience ❤️🕊️🫶
Love love love ❤️🔥
