When a person goes through a life changing moment, they cling onto something. That ONE thing might seem insignificant but it’s everything and nothing. It’s the friend on a dark day. It’s a comfort when the walls are caving in. It’s the safe place and also the go-to for sharing a mini victory. It’s sacred.
Experience. Strength. Hope. This week, I’m embracing the emotional rollercoaster. I’m not even thinking about the hangover (yet). At this exact moment, I’ve been having a tug of war with myself. Allow the emotions to run or stuff them into my safe place. I’m surrounded by survivors. fighters. well wishers. pure hearts. I can seeContinue reading “Experience. Strength. Hope. (Hope for what?)”
*I’ve been writing whilst off-grid. Amature move is putting the words in an email rather than a word document. Autosave apparently didn’t work. It’s a shame as I had some pretty good flows. Keeping tabs on my emotional processing as I move through this road trip has been a priority. The Universe obviously wants toContinue reading “Recalibrate and DEFINE a new normal.”
“Jess, this is for when you move back to the USA and get your own place.” I’m entering a new chapter and this is the thought that keeps creeping into my mind. During the moments of quiet, the voice of my mommabear comes in. And just like that, I’m offered an opportunity to stuff theContinue reading “Unrequited love. Planting roots. Building bookcases.”
Day 8. Freewriting. I’m having an emotional moment. It’s a combination of grief and longing. With a side of guilt. These emotions are so intense that I subconsciously call on my guardian angels (my grandfathers) as my tears fall… Grandpas – I miss you. All the power in those words. I cannot bring myself toContinue reading “I feel your presence, Thank You.”