this is thirty-one.

The lead up to this birthday was difficult.

Losing a grandfather who helped bolster my dreams, a global pandemic causing us to stay home, a provincial mass shooting that reached a national level, and an atmosphere change in our little home…. the layers of these events, although a warrior I believe myself to be…created a weakening in my heart. Tears have come easily and without much effort and, a new realization of what is to come has surfaced.

I am wrapping my head around this one.

Thirty-One didn’t arrive with streamers and confetti for me.

Thirty-One didn't come with a big celebration.

Thirty-One arrived with an invitation and a whisper.

Thirty-One left a challenge at my doorstep.

Will you dream new and different? Will you open yourself up to something more than what is currently before you?

On the one hand, this invitation is coming clearly. I see collaborations and work developing at a new and exciting rate.

On the other hand, this invitation is a road full of fog and unknowns before me. I can hear the invitation, but I can’t see around the bend. How can I let go of what I have known for something I don’t yet know of?

And this is where the practice of releasing what I hold dear and opening myself up to what is new and the next right thing to comes into my life.

A practice that is harder than one would ever want to admit.

A practice I may have done a million times, only to struggle to do it a million and one times more.

This is thirty - one.