M as Magic and M as Moving on

When you stay alone in the empty office, you can finally take a hard good look at everything you have accomplished, on the lessons learned and the hardships; the good times, the laughter and team members and relationships created, the people met, the feelings… It’s all very much worth it and at this point when one part of my life is ending, when I’m making a clear cut, a chance to start over, to breathe for the first time in my life. Really look at myself, breathe and give myself a chance to be right where I want to be. In the middle, in the center, as the main actress in my life. No longer feeling the need to chase anything, to fulfill any particular role, to declare anything but myself, or feel anything but my feelings. Or chase anyone’s dreams, but mine. Everything else is just plain stupid and fake and worthless. All the time spent — but I guess life waits for you until you get it. Because we have this catch — the free will thing, to stumble upon the same scenarios until we accept that there is a lesson there, a need to be fulfilled. A path to be found. In the midst of all of that, we find love in the purest form, love in everything we do, in the nature around us, in all the unexpected new friendships, the questions that we begin to ask for the first time.

At that moment, we give ourselves the chance to start over. To start over someplace new, with new people and new identity. But in foundation, we are the same. The same person, just searching for connection and love in the midst of the crazy speed, saying just please stop and look — can’t believe you don’t see! The stars, the sea, the moon, the magic, the animals, the magic of everyday encounters — it is magic, believe it. It’s powerful! It’s true! It’s here! In every moment…