After I turned 22, I lowkey used to wish my birthday wouldn't come. Don't get me wrong I loved the celebrations - being surrounded by my loved ones on my birthday is my most favourite thing. But growing another year older would sadden me. I never felt older (hec, I still feel 21) yet each year I would feel as though time was running out and I wasn't reaching the goals I had set for myself and society had set for me. For example, I used to believe that by the time I was 30 I would be married, have had all my children and be making 6-figures. Whilst some people may have achieved this and may be truly happy, I look back and feel a sense of deep gratitude that my life did not follow this 'traditional' path. With the gift of hindsight, I can honestly say that I have been able to learn and grow in profound ways that wouldn't have been possible had I have achieved what 16 years old me dreamed of.
My younger self thought that any age above 25 was old. She thought that those people had it all together and knew what they were doing. But 27 year old me has come to learn that no one really knows what they are doing. We are all learning as we go along. That's the beauty of life. My younger self had some questionable priorities and definitions of success. Now at 27 years old I am stepping into my power, into a state of radical self-acceptance and into living in harmony with the natural cycles of the universe.
So as I step into my 27th birthday I am releasing all feelings of sadness around ageing as I grow another year older. Rather, I feel pure gratitude, joy and hopefulness. I am excited to see what this year brings. I am blessed to have the most wonderful tribe of people around me. I have big plans, hopes and dreams and as I learn to trust my intuition & surrender to the divine timing of the universe, I know that what is meant for me will be mine.
With love & gratitude,