On Friday the 21st of June we celebrated Australia's Winter Solstice

 

On Saturday the 22nd of June we watched the full moon rise.

 

And on Sunday the 23rd I turned 32.

 

All my life I have flicked back and forth between being a Summer Solstice and Winter solstice birthday.

 

Yet none has held as much transitional significance as this one.

 

When I realised my birthday was on a Sunday I naturally thought I would plan an event for the Saturday before.

 

It's no secret I love a party, to let my hair down and get wild with friends.

 

But instead of repeating old patterns of who I have been, I tuned into who I am now, who I want to become.

 

As I deepen into my 30s a level of maturity has been requesting me to step up and meet it like I've never felt before.

 

My inner aunty has come online. I have friends with children whom I want to support.

 

My inner CEO has come online. My care and devotion to my business, the financial investment and energetic requirements it asks of me have become one of my highest priorities.

 

My inner mother has come online. My discernment around dating and relating is an instrument I am fine tuning with every meeting, every fantasy, every expectation.

And, having admittedly always had dislike of house duties, my desire for a beautiful, clean and tidy home has finally emerged - yes mum you can be proud.

 

So when I realised my 32nd birthday was on a Sunday - I decided it was no accident.

 

Sunday, the day of rest, family and devotion.

 

I threw an Irish Sunday roast.

 

For the first time in my life I cooked for all my guests. I ran around the days before gathering dining tables, and table cloths, chickens and beef, an entire sack of potatoes.

 

I exhausted myself making a giant pavlova, peeling, marinating and cooking, all the while thinking of my Mum and Granny who had almost weekly done these preparations with little to no help.

 

But when the guests finally arrived I exhaled my busyness and surrendered into the delight of gathering with friends, children, a rabbit and puppies.

 

We sat round the fire, played games, ate ample food and even had a sauna.

 

I was in bed by the very civil birthday hour of 11 surrounded by 10 bunches of flowers, cards, and gifts - but more than anything, my heart is overflowing with love.

 

Love that was able to come through because I aligned my celebrations with the woman, aunty, ceo I am becoming.

We don't have to keep repeating patterns of who we have been over and over again.

 

My old boss once said to me “If you always do what you always did, then you'll always get what you always got.”

 

If you are not happy with aspects of your life, Tune into the power of consciousness and intuition.

 

Notice what in your life you do because 'it has always been done'.

 

Say going out and getting wasted every weekend…

 

Dating younger, more immature people…

 

Self deprecating yourself among friends as a form of bonding…

 

Overworking. Or waking up right before you have to leave for work.

 

Whatever it may be, ask yourself - does this current version of me still want to make that choice?

 

Or is a new version of me, waiting in the wings, ready to come out?

 

We are intuitive beings, we don't have to explain why old versions of ourselves are complete.

 

Sometimes, they just are. And to stay repeating an old outdated version of you, is to cling to something which has no life force,

 

And to miss the emergence of a new you.

 

All versions of ourselves have taught us something, but sometimes it is in letting go that we truly learn why we made those choices.

 

What versions of yourself are you letting go of?

 

Who are you ready to become?

 

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