Change Has Always Been My Language

For most of my life, I feel like all I’ve ever done is change.

Following the next whim.
The next inspiration.
The next course, modality, idea, place, version of myself.

People were often amazed. Curious. Sometimes shocked. Intrigued by what the new thing was now.

“How do you do it?” they’d ask.
They saw it as brave. Courageous. Adventurous.
Something they admired… but didn’t believe they could do themselves.

I never saw it that way.

To me, it felt normal.
I didn’t know how to be any other way.

It wasn’t until I learned the method of Voice Dialogue that I began to understand what was really happening beneath the surface. I realised that my nature is genuinely more comfortable with change. I don’t seem to hold onto things in the same way others do.

But here’s what I didn’t see for a long time:

I did have fear.
I just didn’t listen to it.

And that wasn’t actually the most loving thing to do for myself.

Ignoring fear doesn’t make it disappear. It meant I stayed anxious, while overriding my inner doubt, my inner critic, the quieter voices asking for reassurance, safety, and integration.

And let me say this clearly:

I get it. Change can really suck.
Suck a big, sour lemon.

It often arrives when we least expect it.
It can shock us.
Rock us to the core.
Pull the rug out from underneath the life we thought we were standing on.

Most of us were never taught how to move through change.
We were taught to resist it.
To push through.
To “get back to normal.”

But what if there is no going back?

We tend to hold a very polarised view of change.

We love it or we hate it.
We label it as good or bad.
We categorise people—those who “change too much” and those who “never change at all”—and then decide what that must say about them.

Really, we’re judging through the lens of our own beliefs, conditioning, and nervous systems.

Many times in my life, I’ve felt that familiar, unsettling sensation.

Here we go again.
Something is about to shift.
I don’t know what it is… but my world as I know it is changing.

And sure enough, it would arrive.

A health scare.
A separation.
A divorce.
A death.
The quiet, relentless change of my children growing up.

I didn’t ask for it.
I didn’t want it.

…or did I?

Is it possible that, deep down, we know when something can no longer continue the way it is?
That a part of us understands before our conscious mind does—and life, or the Universe, offers a nudge we can no longer ignore?

Change is inevitable, just as it is in nature.
Seasons turn whether we’re ready or not.

And here’s the paradox:
Change is growth. And when we resist it, the resistance often creates more pain than the change itself ever would have.

So perhaps the invitation isn’t to decide whether change is good or bad.

Perhaps it’s to become curious.

How do you experience change?
What happens in your body when you hear the word?
Excitement? Grief? Fear? Relief? All of it?

There is no right answer.

But your answer matters.

And if you’re thinking…

I don’t know how to change.
It’s too hard.
Where do I even start?

Then let me say this gently:

You’re exactly where you need to be.

You don’t have to be swallowed by the chaos of change.
You don’t have to force clarity or rush healing.

You can move through it steadily.
Gently.
With support.

If you’re navigating a transition and want a grounded, compassionate space to make sense of what’s unfolding, this is the work I do. You don’t need to have it all figured out—just a willingness to take the next small, honest step.

And we can begin there.

With Love & Lemons

Cinta xx