The End of an Era — The Beginning of Everything

I've been quite, I've been doing a 360 with my life & here is a little moment of how i feel at this very moment in time, a moment where i feel like ive only just been able to pause. - Im crying writing this.

There is a certain ache in endings. A bittersweet pull at the heart that reminds us we are leaving behind something that once held us, shaped us, kept us safe it became part of our story. As I stand at the close of this chapter, ready to take my final steps from a place that has been so familiar, I am filled with gratitude — and a quiet, trembling excitement for what lies ahead.

This is the last time I will report from here my bedroom of dreams, love, pain, dance & alot of singing and crying, a place that i made the most safest place in the world for my little heart and creative soul. The last time I will call this my ground, my rhythm, my routine. It is the end of an era — but it is not the end of me. It is simply the beginning of something I have not yet seen but can already feel stirring in my soul.

Stepping into the unknown is absolutely terrifying, yes. It is standing at the edge of the map, where certainty fades and dreams take over.

How bloody lucky are we — how incredibly blessed — to have the chance to rewrite our lives, to chase the visions that flicker in our hearts, to be brave enough to start again? and again and again.

A new life awaits for me. A new way of living, working, dreaming, becoming. It is scary. It is thrilling. It is everything that makes life worth living. Growth never came from standing still my peoples, and comfort was never where magic happened.

So, here’s to the unknown. Here’s to the next chapter. Here's to trusting that what is meant for me is already making its way to me.

The story isn’t over — it's only just beginning.

As Always,

Nothing but Love.

T xoxo

T