Thirty Two

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When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving through you, a joy. - Rumi

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Thirty two. Today is the last day I'll be thirty two. Tomorrow, I'll be thirty three. A fine age. One that I'm not ashamed of.

The extra wrinkles around my eyes are proof that I have a life worth caring for, with more laughter-filled moments than I can count.

The gray hairs are proof that I have a life worth fussing over with people who fill more space in my heart than I ever thought imaginable.

Thirty two was the year that I finally started listening to my soul. I started paying attention to me.  My desires.  What makes my heart sing.  And I actually did something about it.  I said "no" when I normally would have said the opposite.  I made myself a priority. 

I stopped doing the unnecessary things that didn't fill my cup.  And started making the things that did fill my cup, a priority. No matter how silly they may seem to an outsider.

I more than learned to accept. I learned to embrace and celebrate this body I’ve been given. I didn’t beat myself up for taking until thirty two to learn this. Instead, I recognized how lucky I am to have learned this at thirty two instead of seventy two.

I’m thankful for thirty two. Yes. Thankful. And excited for thirty three.  

*Cheers*

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"...have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become." - Steve Jobs