Well hello there! I’m currently sitting on a train, barrelling towards downtown in order to partake in what’s sure to become a cherished tradition – my free birthday Denny’s Grand Slam breakfast, at midnight! I’m sitting here and reminiscing on how incredible 25 has been to me, and also according to tradition, I usually write a little summarization or reflection on all the things this year of life brought me.
And what a year it’s been indeed.
I travelled to four different countries, and one of those times was on my own for the first time ever in life. I lost friendships, made a whole bunch of new ones and strengthened the ones I already have. I finally read The Secret and learnt about its power. I realized what I wanted to do with everything I’ve learnt in the past two years of my life. I went through a school strike and made the most of that pause in my life. I got stronger, grew more, learnt more. I met someone, someone I feel like I’ve been waiting all along to meet.
I was re-reading some of my old logs from the past year of my life and… I don’t know man. I’m just, so grateful. Sometimes I can believe how drastically my life has changed in the span of these past 2 years. How much happier I’ve become. How much more at peace and content. All the amazing blessings I’ve manifested for myself, how deeply I have faith in both the universe and in me.
I’m so thankful – not just to the universe, but to me, too. Had I not made this choice to do differently for myself, where would I be right now? What would my life look like?
Fortunately, I’ll never have the answers to those questions. Everything happened exactly as it was meant to. I regret none of the decisions I’ve made, in fact I’m proud of every single moment it took for me to get here, including the hardships.
Twenty-five. A quarter of a century. When I look back on this year of my life, I can say that this was the year that I finally and truly came into my own. The year I destroyed my comfort zones. The year that I settled into my body and my bones, like a weary soul who had been searching for the warmth of a home for years. This is the happiest I’ve ever been. The most content. Truly accepting (and happy) with where I am in life, knowing with the utmost certainty that with this intuition and soul of mine, I will end up exactly where I am meant to, when I am meant to.
And now… I feel like I’m onto a new chapter of my life. Twenty-six. You know, I haven’t really allowed myself to sit with this new number. Twenty-six. Closer to my thirties and further adulthood than I was to my teenage years and early twenties.
Am I afraid?
No. I’m ready. I’m excited.
What am I going to do with this new chapter of my life, this new year? Where will I go? Who will I meet? What will I manifest? What do I want for myself?
Twenty-six. Six has always been my favourite number, and I think that means something. Maybe this year will be one of the very best of my life. I definitely intend to make it so, that’s for sure.
I’m ready to let go of twenty-five. I thank this year for being so kind to me. For showing me the powers of my mind, that I can manifest my intentions if I continue to be the master of my thoughts and emotions. I thank this year for teaching me to be more honest, to strengthen my communication. I thank this year for making me stronger and more confident in myself. For teaching me how to strengthen my inner voice and intuition. I thank this year for showing me some of the most incredible beauty in this world. For introducing me to people who taught me things I will never, ever forget. And I thank this year for bringing me someone who looks at me like no one ever has. Someone who I was meant to meet, someone I deserve.
Thank you, twenty-five.
Twenty-six, I’m ready for you.
Love always and in every way,