They whisper “you’ve changed” like it’s a bad thing. I will never deny that I am not who I was, nor am I who I will be but I am who I am. The being I am right now is because of what I know thus far. As I walk with bare feet, grounding my soles into the the soil, I am gently reminded that who I am is plenty enough.

I carry no resistance to changing with the seasons and phasing through life like the moon. I am fluid yet I am resilient like the oceans tide. I allow space for things to shake and shift. As new seeds are planted, I allow my values to evolve. I sit in grace and compassion for the mistakes I’ve made and will make, for the lessons I’ve learnt and still will learn.

So yes, I have changed. I might not be the me I used to be but I am still me. The woman who leads with an open heart that yearns to be wild and loves to love. The she who is perpetually hungry to experience and expand my tastes of life. The one who finds herself humbled and bows on her knees when she feels the emotions that come swirling in with the wind.

I am here to be nourished by the universe and all it’s teachings. I want to change because I want to grow so I can blossom and when I blossom I can bloom, baby, bloom.