Thursday 17 December 2015

It comes in waves


After a messy breakup I've taken myself off Facebook. It already seems I've gained days worth of hours simply by not checking it, and evidently it's given me some breathing space to get creative again. Hence, hello again :)

What's new? I moved to Kingston four months ago to start a new job as the trainee manager of Lush. It's been a totally mad few months, but I'm enjoying the challenge. This year has taken me to some really unexpected places (both psychologically and physically) and it's led me to think about where I might end up next year.

I've planned a trip to Bali at the end of March, partly because it's something I've wanted to do for a really long time, and partly because I need to space to breathe and meditate and find my centre of balance again. And I can't really foresee that happening in London! I'm really excited but nervous to go that far away on my own. I'm planning on going to a silent yoga retreat for the first few days, and I also want to learn to surf and explore as much as I can in the short space of time I'm there.

I kind of feel like I'm in free fall at the moment. Everything I thought I knew has changed, and it's pretty terrifying. I know eventually this space in my life will lead to something better, but in the mean time I've just got to keep doing little things to ground me and make me feel good again. Today that came in the form of an impromptu trip down to Brighton.

Sitting on the seafront, watching the waves throw themselves forward, sea salt on my lips again, I felt like me again for the first time in weeks. I miss the sea.