It’s been a while

Bonjour! It's been a while since I sent a newsletter, but we are back and ready to share the jazz, the funk, and the groove I am vibing on.

As you can see, the newsletter went through a little makeover. I am feeling ch-ch-changes in every aspect of my life, in good ways.

It’s been rock'n'roll, and, oh boy, what a year, but you know what? When I look back (like just looking back at yesterday or even an hour ago), I am grateful for it all. I am grateful for myself because I made it through. I realized what a power babe I am. The bruises, the falls, the waiting game (oh my god, the waiting game of this year! ), the disappointments, setbacks, and mega-lessons of this year obviously made me stronger but made me realize that, honestly, I got myself, I got my loved ones, and that I am unstoppable.

Ok, not unstoppable, fine. I do stop sometimes (often?). What I meant was that there were moments this year that I thought, “Nope, I don’t have it anymore; the creative disco is closed. Ciao,” but... it wasn’t.

I stopped.

I went backward.

Too fast forward.

Then I found my rhythm again, and I stopped trying to have it all figured out.

Stop trying to have it all figured out. No one has, and no one ever will. Don't subscribe to this lie.

I’ve watched some really close friends of mine shift gears and become brillant glamazons, power babes, and creative business queens.

This helped me remind myself that it’s important to surround yourself with people who inspire you.

Stay away from the zone of apathy and comfort.

I connected with this community in such a delicate and inspiring way with the Spiritual Pasta Club.

I spent most of this year with absolute zero inspiration and creative juice, and one day I woke and was ready for my favorite cosmic rodeo: the creative one.

Then, of course, the wave went away.

And it came back.

And it went away again.

Aaaaaaand… eventually come back.

Oh yes, it’s back!

In the middle of my existential identity crisis, I found myself in inspiring conversations with strangers, reflections of myself in the mirror, brutal honesty with my own being, morning laughs, and unexpected bonds in my community.

Anyway, all of that to say, the newsletter is back.

And if you want more delicious letters from me, hop on the Spiritual Pasta Club train. It’s more than pasta. It’s spirituality differently.

Have a beautiful day, and I wish you softness in whatever the universe is bringing on your path.

Trust yourself. You got this.

Bisous!