Returning Home, Australia

“Change doesn’t wait for permission — it waits for your yes.”

Back home, the emotional momentum carried me forward. I made choices that felt brave and necessary — leaving a job that no longer fit, reimagining where and how I wanted to live, reclaiming parts of myself that had been quiet for too long.

“You don’t have to know the whole path. You just need to take the next honest step.”

This part of the journey took me deeper into stillness — into spacious skies and soulful silence. I started to prepare, mentally and emotionally, for the life I was beginning to envision. Not with a detailed plan, but with a growing sense of courage and alignment.

“Awareness doesn’t arrive as a thunderclap. Sometimes it arrives in birdsong, or a shared meal, or a conversation you didn’t expect to change you.”

Between wild mountains and creative minds, I began to see how far I’d drifted from the life I wanted. Nature quieted the noise. Deep conversations gave me perspective. I started to see what I needed — even if I wasn’t quite sure how to get there.

“Sometimes clarity doesn’t come in answers — it comes in better questions.”

In the whirlwind of reconnection and professional inspiration, I found myself unknowingly narrating the cracks in my life. Repeating frustrations. Masking exhaustion. I wasn’t ready to change — but I was starting to hear myself more clearly. And that, in hindsight, was the first sign.

Like many people, I have been through several life transitions including leaving home, moving and living in different countries, studying, working in different careers, becoming a wife, becoming a parent then becoming an “empty nester” etc. Some of these changes were somewhat planned, and others kind of just happened; some were good and some were bad…