Hi there. If you’re here again, I’m so glad you’re in this with me. 

In the middle of a very wintery winter—while continuing to navigate the loss of my husband and stepping into a new decade (hello 40)—I found myself face-to-face with identity in a way I never had before.

Not conceptually.
Not philosophically.

But in my body.

As we begin to melt away the idea that we can only hold one identity at a time—that it has to be all or nothing—there’s something important to remember:

No matter how many identities we hold, or how strongly we hold on to them, they are fleeting. 

So I just turned 40. Whoa.

And I’ve been pretty silent lately. It was intentional. Actually, it was a nervous-system requirement – like many of you, I have been ‘wintering’ hard.

In my wintering I haven’t been figuring it all out having huge epiphanies—I’ve just been inside it: this WTF place where you don’t yet have clarity on the lessons you’ve lived through—or the truth that’s quietly forming about where you’re headed.

I’m on the floor as I write this because I need to stay grounded. Eyes closed as I type because I need to recount everything I just experienced. It was a deeply personal experience, but something in me says it needs to be shared.

Since launching Journey Through Bliss, I’ve found myself thinking more deeply about what it really means to give to ourselves and what the soul-level desired outcome is. Healing? Growth? Becoming? Solidarity?

Well, only you know the answer to that. But what I do know is that there are so many different ways to walk your path, and ultimately land exactly where you’re meant to. 

As a highly ambitious, intelligent, loving <insert the rest of your amazing traits here> woman, you likely have a fairly high level of capacity and resilience. But their role in your life and how you relate to them can be a little tricky.