Leaning Into Myself

I didn’t think I could. But then I did. The thud, thud, thud, of my feet on the gravel. Like the sound of my heartbeat. Every morning I say hello to the blossoms and fresh air, like they are long lost friends. Gazing into the vastness of the blue sky and the feeling of exquisite delight in sunshine dancing with dew laden gum leaves. I never thought I would be a runner. I didn’t think I could. But bit by bit, day by day. Meeting myself at my comfortable edge and gently leaning in. I love leaning into myself.

- Jordhana, Australia