November 23, 2022

A lot has changed in the past few years, in my life, and in the world (understatement).

But, Rome? She’s the eternal city.

I’m in Bali now, but Rome still pulls at my heart strings.

So. Like plenty of things I post here, this picture isn’t real time.

It was taken in 2020, in January, before the world as we know it changed.

When @kelseymkurtis took these, I didn’t realize how much impact having professional photos of me would have on my *whole entire life*.

Literally.

It may seem trite but seeing yourself through someone else’s eyes/lens is an immediate way to connect with who you are in the world.

And then it happened. March 2020. Maybe it’s old news now.

But god, I recognize how much the past two years is still affecting our day-to-day lives, our nervous systems, and the way we interact with the world.

I wrote a lot during that time. For the first time in my life I posted deeper and more vulnerable thoughts on IG, for the first time in my life my works were published, on @opendoorsreview, on @the_italyedit and on @the.suitest.

For the first time in my life I claimed the title:

I’m. A. Writer.

I’ve always been one. But the fact that some of my juiciest writing ended up on instagram, and disappeared into the ether?

Felt weird.

So this year, I did something. I hired someone to publish my entire two years of IG content onto my website.

If you’d like to see it, it’s there. It’s under “Thoughts”.

My thoughts on the world as it changed.

Here in Bali I’m growing, I’m incubating. Incubating a book I want to write. Incubating an ongoing transformation.

Where you are today is somewhere that you 3 years ago could only dreamed. Take a step back. Appreciate something small (or something big!)

Also. Real talk- transformation often feels like a washing machine and is DEFINITELY not always easy smooth sailing.

Sending all the big, big love 💛