Sometimes we tell ourselves a story that a big life shift requires a big life event. This could look like a breakdown, a career collapse, a relationship ending or a health scare. Something dramatic enough to jolt us awake.
And yes those moments can shake the ground beneath us and force a change. I’ve lived those. I’ve rebuilt myself after them. I’ve held space for women who walked into the arena of their own lives only after something cracked open.
But what if we didn’t need the fallout to come back to ourselves? What if it could simply be a decision?
A quiet, internal decision that no one else sees but you feel immediately. No fanfare, no hoopla just a knowing that it’s time to change and then making the decision to actually do it.
Before I ever walked away from a job, a marriage, or an identity that no longer fit, there was a different moment — one hardly anyone knows about.
I was standing in my kitchen, hands wrapped around a mug of coffee, staring out the window at nothing in particular and out of nowhere, this clear thought floated up:
“I don’t want to keep doing my life this way.”
Not in a dramatic, tear-streaked, cinematic way. Just a simple, steady truth landing in my body that honestly, caught me off guard.
In that moment, I realized I had been waiting for something big to give me the permission to change. Waiting for a point of no return and/or “proof” that the life I was living wasn’t working.
But there, in my quiet kitchen, with nothing falling apart I just knew. I didn’t need a breakdown, a sign or permission. I needed honesty. Honesty about what wasn’t working. Honesty about what felt off. Honesty about who I had been trying to be for everyone else.
There’s this myth that transformation must be loud. That it requires a dramatic leaving or a cinematic rising. But real change, the kind that actually lasts, often starts in the most unassuming moment.
The moment where you take a deep breath and quietly say “no more”. A subtle shift back toward what feels like home.
I think about all the times I waited for something big to justify a change I already knew I needed. I kept hoping the Universe would send a sign big enough that I couldn’t ignore it. In reality, the sign had been there all along, inside me, waiting to be acknowledged.
Returning to yourself doesn’t need fireworks, a collapse or permission. It needs you to make a choice to stop abandoning yourself and outsourcing your truth. The embracing that you no longer have to perform your way through life.
And the beautiful thing is once you make that decision, even quietly, everything begins to shift. Not because the world changes, but because you do.
When you choose yourself, everything shifts – your energy, your boundaries, your clarity, your desires, and your whole life starts aligning with the real you.
If you are waiting for a sign, this is it. A crisis, hitting a wall, permission or proof s not required to make a move. You just need one honest moment to make the choice to come home to yourself and everything unfolds from there.
Today’s prompt:
Where am I pretending I need a big life event to justify a change I’m already craving?
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