Blog Post Nine

”The art of starting over” 💌

“To be born again,” sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, “first you have to die.”
— Salman Rushdie

The thought of starting over can feel like such a grey area. To many it’s full of overcast and heavy skies. It may feel as though you’ve failed. Or perhaps that’s what makes the desire to begin again so alluring. For some it may be because a chapter has come to an abrupt end. A relationship, a move, the unraveling of a friendship, a job that no longer fits. Just change. Some of us struggle and some may thrive. But I challenge you to welcome every emotion that surfaces in that tender space between.

Because my love that is the time to embrace not only what’s around you but what’s within. It’s from within where it all changes and where it all starts over.

Starting over is not a weakness, it’s a beautiful thing. An art. May it bring more joy and light into your life. Let it be a chance to accept and acknowledge not only what was, but what never had the chance to be.

It has now become something I crave and maybe sometimes a little too often. It’s a new beginning, a moment suspended, where the past fades into the horizon, and the future blooms with endless possibility.

So in saying all that is to be said. What really is starting over. It is the quiet miracle of becoming again. It is the soft unraveling of what no longer fits and a gentle mourning of what once was. To start over is to walk barefoot into your own life with nothing but breath and becoming. It is the art of shedding skin, stories and identities. Not to erase but to remember all of who you were before you uncover who you now are meant to become.

As I embrace this new life, this new chapter. I do so with open hands and an open heart. Knowing I’m not beginning from nothing but from experience, from soul, from truth. Here’s to starting over again and again, until the life I live is one I’ve truly chosen.

- Forever unfolding,

Karina Jade xx