• And Then, I Said Goodbye To My 20s

    Last night, around midnight with a cake made from scratch, pajamas, Waiting To Exhale, music and just a few of my very dear friends, I said goodbye to my 20s. There were candles, but most of all, there was a space of transition. These women– my guides– helped me transition. I believe so much of growing up is about having others mother us, men and women alike. And to be honest, I couldn’t think of any other way to enter 30.

    My 20s were full of SO MUCH. The good, the bad, the exciting and everything in-between. And as much as it was wonderful and powerful, the thought of turning 30 was a bit scary. When you’re so used to a very eventful, unplanned, wonderful, and full of growing pains kind of life, turning a corner feels odd.

    Last night, my friends reminded me that I didn’t just survive, I thrived! I loved this. I needed to hear this. And to do that in my 20s is magical. My 30s will bring something new, and my 20s more than prepared me for all of it. And it was good to be reminded of this, and good to have a loving sort of birth circle in my home. To look up and feel wrapped in love and at peace. To have so much more time to look back at all there was and is and to look forward, too.

    I keep thinking about one of the lessons of my 20s, and what I want to share, and I keep on coming up with KINDNESS. Kindness as the key. Kindness to get you through. It is easy to be nice. To play nice. It is so much more impactful to one another and ourselves, to be kind. It is important to let kindness guide your work, your parenting, and your community. And out of everything I’ve done, I believe kindness has been at the root. Sewing beneath the earth. And recieving kindness fully, is also, one of the things that carries us through all of it. Like last night for me. I believe it, friends. I truly believe it. And I hope that it is here for this next season of my life.

    Thank you for being here for almost ALL of my 20s. Here’s to peace and love, and what may come.

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