Your becoming is an art. Carefully crafted by the universe. Just as a canvas holds the painting of bright, bold colours and soft ones too, life gives you everything you need to paint your own becoming. Paradox, then, is a dance to embrace. It all matters, and it’s all incredibly beautiful—painting with the brushstrokes of your life.
Life wants to create with you, to shape you into the best version your heart yearns to radiate. Sometimes life brings what feels like tough lessons; other times, gentle nudges in the right direction. Never meant to harm or punish, but rather to bring the lessons needed to create beauty, warmth, and delight. You are the mirror that holds the magnificence of a life well lived. Sometimes these lessons come slowly, and sometimes they hit deep and powerfully.
I can’t say there was one moment in my becoming. When I look back, I can see the pieces that influenced me and whispered for me to remember—all laid out before me. My heart’s greatest joys had always been placed there, like a map waiting for me to dig deep and discover them. The way art spoke to me as a child is now the way I view life as an adult. What brings—or brought—you childlike joy? These are clues inviting your attention, my love.
And so the question isn’t, “Where is the moment of becoming?” but rather, “What season am I being invited to embrace?” When I was desperately trying to do everything myself, attempting to climb some imaginary ladder I had built, the lesson began to reveal itself. I ran out of options, only to grasp at the shifting nature of reality and learn softness. In the softness, I discovered I was supported. In surrender, I realised I didn’t need the ground in an ever-shifting world. In the groundlessness of life, I was invited to swim in the depths of the ocean—always held, always surrendering to grace. Instead of needing to feel grounded, I began to see life as a magical carpet ride.
And then I learned—life is masterful and doesn’t want us to stay in one place too long. Where’s the fun in that? After learning softness, life brought what felt like a tough lesson in courage. In warriorship. I wanted to stay in the softness; it was so delightful. But life wanted to teach me strength in conviction.
And then it hit me: we get to explore all of it. The paradox of both is the key to becoming. To be both feminine and masculine. Both structured and soft. And so, as the rug was pulled once again, I learned strength in something bigger and deeper than I had ever experienced. I didn’t need to come up for air—I needed to learn how to swim with God. Life could throw whatever it wanted at me, and I decided I would still be standing. Like strong winds that strengthen a tree’s trunk and roots, I too was learning my own lessons of becoming.
When I stopped asking for life to be easy, life bent to meet me. The paradox of no longer needing ease actually invited the very ease I’d been searching for. When I surrendered to what is, life melted—with me. Another lesson mastered. Not by running from the discomfort of what is, but by finding the blessing rooted in strength.
When I look back, the lessons I needed to master were the very ingredients I needed to become the woman willing to embody her heart’s desires. I learned that if I wanted love, life would teach me how to surrender into the love that was always meant for me. In the art of your becoming, life will give you everything you need for the journey. And your becoming is a gift—not only to you, but to everyone around you. Your becoming uplifts everyone.
Look at your own heart’s desires. Notice how the season you are in right now might be the key to the very thing your heart longs for. Perhaps you are in a season of learning courage. Or mastering softness. The beautiful thing is, you get to be both in your becoming—both soft and strong. Beautiful and clever. Wild and free. The paradoxes in your becoming are part of the beautiful adventure of feeling truly alive. When you embrace the edges within, your heart truly begins to shine. That’s when your heart’s desires begin to find you.
Which edge are you ready to dance with next?
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