a beautiful life

There are many thoughts going through my head on a regular basis. I am almost ready to graduate from massage therapy school. I only have 2 days of class left but because of all of our schedules those 2 days aren't for three weeks. But three weeks from today I will be done. This season of my life will be ending. I have been preparing myself for this transition for a while now because I have to give myself time to adjust to changes (even the good ones).

As I prepare for this change, I have mixed emotions. There is part of me that is terrified. The what if questions flood my mind. What if I can't make it? What if I don't have enough business? What if I can't pay my bills? 

Then there is the part of me that if filled with excitement. I am so ready to be doing something that I love every day. I am ready to walk into work, exhale, smile and go about my day with a relaxed and confident air, sure of who I am and what I want out of life. I am ready to be in a peaceful, healing environment where I can grow and where I am able to help people grow and heal. I am ready to work because I love it, not because I have to to pay my bills. 

Yes, I am ready to transition. Despite my fears and my questions I am ready to set my feet on untrodden ground and go to a new place. I am ready to walk into a new season of life because I know that I don't walk there alone. 

I have an amazing support network, beautiful friends and family who encourage me all the time, a strong and independent massage therapy mentor to help me, and my sweet Jesus who always walks with me every step of the way. 

As I think about graduating, I am drawn back to the last time I graduated. I am so different now than I was then, and yet I am the same. I am almost a more real version of myself if that makes any sense at all. I am more aware of who I want to be, what I want my life to look like, what really matters to me. But I am also more fluid. I don't have a plan in the grand scheme of things. I am taking life one day at a time. I trust God more, and I pray that every day I walk forward I will learn more and more to trust Him with everything. 

My life is beautiful because the Beautiful One has shaped it.

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