45 & Feeling Fine

What a time to be alive, huh? I’ve said this more times than I can remember in 2020. And it feel more relevant with each passing day.

Just as I have in years passed, last year I celebrated my birthday surrounded by my community sharing food and stories. Although, something was different about last year’s gathering. I was not as present as I would have liked to be.

Little did I know, the following Monday, we would be entering a pandemic and entering a lockdown for one year. Most of my birthday parties and potlucks I can be seen hopping around the house. bringing food out, greeting guests, and having very quick (yet meaningful) conversations with friends and chosen family. Last year, I wasn’t as present as I would have liked to be.

I’ve never missed my community more than I have the past year.

took time to heal and grieve

all the giltters isn’t gold. I left a good paying job because it was not aligned with my values.

I’ve learned to be more present with myself and my community. I’ve learned to walk away when something or someone isn’t serving me. I’ve learned that if you believe and follow your path with integrity, the universe will provide in unexpected and miraculous ways. I’ve learned how to grieve old dreams and make new ones. I’ve learned that I am not my mistakes. I’ve learned to rest, to listen to my body, and to

gin, what has now been a one year

Like many of you the last year was a roller