I was at the airport and as fate might have it I stepped on the wire of my favourite pink headsets while bending down to pick up my purse and the wire came off. Just like that. Broke the headset. I looked at it and walked to the bin. Held it for a second and dropped it in there. I was surprised at how easy it was to do that. Knowing me, who holds on to everything and everyone dear to me and sheds tears at any kind of loss, it was a weird feeling not to feel any emotions. In those moments I realised that something had shifted in me. Something huge. It made me happy. Although felt a bit scary about not feeling anything. The day after that my long term relationship with my soul mate ended. It hurt like hell but there was an inner knowing that it was time to move on. A month after that I moved out to begin a journey that I never felt I would ever embark.

There is a point in life when you come back to yourself after seeking all that you want outside. You come to the point where you are important and you are willing to let go of anything that doesn’t serve you or your journey even if it means the world to you. You go after what your heart wants. I wanted love, adventure, travel, freedom, magic… and there was no compromise to that. I wanted it all. And so I let go… let go of people.. of places.. of attachments.. of expectations.. of certainty.. of security.. of promises.. of commitment.. and kept letting go… to create my magical fairytale life…