I have been toiling away at finding my inner compass, the direction in which to forge forward on my journey. Finding my compass, means following my intuition, which is also under construction. Learning to trust the nudgings, prompts, and sudden ideas that don’t always make sense. Holding faith that it’s all going to make perfect sense soon!

So as I am gaining my footing in my intuition, I’m slowing getting pieces to the puzzle of what comes next. The pieces that I have found have been just enough to stir excitement, so I have been following each piece one at a time.

It’s not the fastest process, it’s so different to what I have been conditioned to do up until this point. Allowing stillness to be my guide, letting my inner voice the space to be heard.

Learning to put words to describe the process has been challenging. It’s pausing, meditiating, breathing, a lot of breathing. I have faith in knowing things are shifting, it was slow at first, but the shifts are coming even faster now.

I understand part of the shifting is also me going down the path of healing, as I allow each emotion to be felt, looked at, then released. Instead of denying myself release as my old toxic self would have.

I am grateful for the awareness, healing, and the pieces of the puzzle that have been appearing to help me along my path thus far.