The women in our lives
being grateful for the circles of friends and the ladies who have held my hand
Dear reader, you may have notice, I’ve decided to change the name (again).
I know, I know.
Consistency is key and as I have been going through a huge transformation this last year which leaked into this year, I feel that while yes I am a forty-something mama on a journey to experience life to it’s most beautiful extent (filled with creativity and love and beauty), the idea of keeping it centered around mid life seems silly to me. Especially since I don’t really feel my age.
And despite the ode to the David Whyte poem “Mid Life Woman” that was read to me and moved me in a way that broke my heart open, I have out grown the title. And yes, dear reader, my heart is cracked wide open and I have cocooned and been in the goo, but I believe the new name will fit much longer than any of the others.
These pieces of my heart that I share here with you weekly, these bits of my life that I invite you into as a woman who wholly lost herself, as a mama who gave everything, and as someone who is choosing to live a more poetic life; “heart impressions” feels like such a better name. The phrase is derived from the medical phrase “cardiac impressions” which are the marks the lungs leave on the heart from each breath we take. So how fitting, right, that we go in this new direction as life does indeed leave its marks on our hearts. So thank you for witnessing this change, dear reader, and hopefully it will be the last!
“When you don’t know what to do, get still. The answer will come.”
~Oprah Winfrey
This week had me thinking about all the great women that I know who have stepped into being a shoulder, an ear, and the ‘ride or die’ people that I so love. If we are lucky, we get a few very close friends who we let into the inner circle and I have been incredible fortunate in finding these people and nourishing our friendships. Over this last year, I have been blessed with women who have listened to me cry at night, rehash the same letting go over and over again, and truly have been there when I have been at my absolute worst/in shatters on the floor/in despair. I am grateful for you, as I know you are reading this now <3
Truly, over the last year, my lady friends held my hand and wiped my tears (metaphorically and literally), reminded me daily just what Oprah said above: get still and the answers will arrive. I’ve seen it a lot recently too, especially when I saw two of my besties in person. I’m so fortunate to have “accidentally” surrounded myself with friends who encourage me to be my best. Not only my best, but want the best for myself.
The people you surround yourself with are the ones who are speaking your name in rooms you aren’t in or when your name comes up, it is nothing but good things and that speaks LOUDLY on And I am beyond appreciative of the women I find myself connected to, because I know that they speak my name with such high regard. Even when they haven’t agreed with a path I have picked, I know these women are by my side.