The last four days have been a microcosm of all that is ‘totes amazeballs’ in my life; travel, eating, friends, love and laughs. I avoided dwelling on what this milestone birthday means (and it doesn’t mean anything right), but now I want to take a moment to reflect – (yay bloggy!).
I remember the night before I turned 30, I was in London, and I wasn’t happy about leaving my 20s. I was struggling with the idea that it was now time to ‘grow up’. I was having fun, doing what I wanted and had an awesome sense of freedom. I had a few drinks that night to drown my sorrows, I didn’t want to kiss my youth goodbye, and I didn’t like that faint sense of panic creeping in around my birthday.
In my 20s I came out of my shell and found some confidence. I moved to London which meant I got to travel, and I got to party. Which was super fun, for the first 3-4 years. After that it started to lose its shine. I stayed on way too long, to the point where the universe had to kick me out of good ol’ London town (I got made redundant, which shook me up big time).
I decided to move to Sydney, which turned out to be Brisbane. And then I read my first ‘self help’ book. It grabbed me. I started to do some digging and looked at my life and how I felt about myself. And then I read many MANY more self-help books. Each one taught me something, and I began to appreciate myself.
I went to see a Life Coach. Then I became a Life Coach. I trained in NLP. Then I did some Landmark. Then I did some Access Consciousness. Then I did Vipassana.
I’ve spent my 30s peeling back the layers, quietening the white noise, and finding peace. You have to be willing to face your own muck (and many people aren’t) to get a deeper understanding about who you are and why you’re here.
My 30s have been amazing, each year I’ve become more ‘me’. I let go of loads of baggage, it was holding me back so why keep it? I learnt that nurturing your soul is one of the most important things you can do, but often it’s one of the last things we do. I’ve tuned into my body more, I understand that what I eat affects how I feel. And I’ve realised I’m a powerful creator when I really want to be.
So, I woke up on my 40th birthday, and it was just another day. Another day in paradise. Another day to be stoked. Another day to live, laugh and love. And it was definitely worth waiting for.