I need to leave behind the fear of speaking up… the fear that has me shut down and hide from others, and which has me disconnect from the love and support I need. I need to leave behind the voice that tells me I’m not good enough. I need to leave behind the role of student and step into practice.
I need to take on my heart’s courage, to speak and to act, holding the fearful parts’ hand and telling it ‘it’s going to be okay’.
I need to choose love, to cultivate love and to remember that I am love. Standing at the shore, with the moon rising, my shadow before me, dancing on the water’s surface, I know that part of me already knows how to love. Part of me already knows how to speak with courage and gentleness. Part of me already knows how to act and to be in service. I welcome these parts in.

So many transitions in my life… moving house, ending a job, potentially stepping into practice after being a student for a very long time…. contemplating next steps. The role of student is so comfortable for me. I stand on an edge to taking on the role of practitioner – a new name, but one that will be temporary too. I feel all the fears of not being enough. I have support, and I know how to be in solitude. Amidst this contemplation, I notice myself wanting to walk – to traverse the length of New Zealand from north to south. Perhaps this longing is a metaphor for the pilgrimage I make in life now anyway?