I often laughingly refer to myself as a 'late bloomer'. And, I am. I did a lot of things 'late'. Going back to school, finding a purpose and a career I enjoyed and was good at.
I think that often children who have grown up in dysfunctional settings are late bloomers. I know I lacked the confidence as a young woman to really excel. To try. To put myself out there.
So I waited, I guess, until I felt confident enough to start unfolding.
I like this wee poem as it is a reminder that blooming early, late or not at all is not that important.
"Why such a hurry to get to the end.
The magic is in the unfolding."
I am a catalyst for others, helping people continue, over their entire life span - preconception,
conception, in the womb and after - to grow, learn, heal so that each person can live their deepest longings.
This is my passion.
Adventurer, lover of beauty, seeking clarity, harmony & balance. Compassionate. Just. Fair. Grateful. Hugely grateful.
ONE more time: HUGELY GRATEFUL.