I recently moved to Finland to study. Not being in Barcelona is breaking my heart, I miss the city, its light, its free flow and its endless life. But sometimes it is necessary to let go of something good to step into something greater.
I have spent the last month silently and slowly exploring the new, this new that is wildly foreign to me. Silently and slowly, one step at a time I have started the immense process of rebuilding. Deliberately creating, softly, lovingly and with purpose giving form to something new. All the while leaning into the flow, letting it carry me, work with me, rebuild by my side.
Change, no matter how exciting or needed, takes its toll. Requires us to find new pathways, new ways to live. This time it has felt both heavy and overwhelming. It has shown me how nothing is as it seems and how the paths we walk can carve through endlessly different landscapes.
In this time of change, in these foreign lands and amid creating I have been reminded to slow down. Slow down to the rhythm of the earth, the changing seasons and to my body created of stardust.
I have been focusing on staying deeply rooted in myself, anchored to my very being and I have been reminded to act from here. From within.
The outside world is so eagerly telling us how to be and what to do. Flinging us forward and expecting us to go on without questions asked, doing its best to distract us and pull us away from our very core.
Standing my ground, I have been doubting, challenging and asking all the questions; every single moment reminding myself that I am free to live in a way that both reflects and supports me. I am free to forge my path and create my reality.
Reminding. Constantly reminding. Constantly pausing, checking in, making sure that I am in tune with myself. With my path. With the universe.
Because it would be so easy to step out, to give in to the rules and regulations that push us to live in a certain way. It would be so easy to disregard myself and my truth. It would be so easy to abandon myself and force myself to sing in tune with the rest of the world.
Forging new paths is in no way easy. It takes strength to push for the new when the rules and regulations of society try to keep you in a smaller space, stagnant, settled.
Living through change is a constant balancing act. It is slowing down when all you want to do is move forward with full force. It is gentleness, love and patience towards yourself. It is having the courage to change direction when needed.
It is recognising an inner need, hearing a song that rises from your soul and following it. It is choosing joy. To follow the joy, even through the dark and scary.
It is devotion. Choosing yourself every day, several times a day. Choosing your path, your truth. Choosing and acting upon it. Day in and out following the call.
It is tiring. Baffling. Angering. It requires love. An endless amount of love. Love and belief in yourself. A belief that you can. That you are needed. That you are on the right path. A belief in your inner calling, the wild and free force you are.
A belief that you can live yourself true in the wildest ways.
What is meant for us, will come. What is meant for us, is and has always been ours. What is right flows in, feels like home, is exciting, new and familiar all at the same time. This is all true. But in this world, in this time, some things need effort and work – a greater change to become reality – and that, that complete rewriting of galaxies and energetic currents, takes creativity, strength and an intense inner fire.
A fire we were born with. A fire we have kept aflame through storms and floods, an ember of change that lights up the world, even in the most trying times.
And these are trying times. So wherever you are, whatever you are creating, whatever path forging, whatever rights you are fighting for, lives saving, do not give up. Do not give up on what you believe in. Do not give up on your dreams. Do not give up on yourself. Do not give up on a better world to come. Never stop fighting for joy. For your path filled with joy. For your purpose.
You gentle gardener,
guardian of the galaxies,
carrier of wildfire,
dance with the tides,
hear the whispers of the winds,
cradle in the embrace of the earth,
and know,
know that you are not alone.
You are not alone.
and you are
on your way
creating new worlds
in your wake.
Better worlds. Softer worlds. Worlds ignited with love. Worlds that sing a song of joy.