The end before a beginning

I can’t quite place into words the way I feel, perhaps over-whelmed covers it the best. A year ago, I found myself asking what the hell was I doing with my life; everything was comfortable and easy-going. I was cosy. Yet, something in me – which, I didn’t quite understand – drew me to Brazil. A month after denial, I found myself in this country which I now consider home.

I remember so clearly at first feeling out of depth, in the middle of the ocean with the paradisiac island appearing thousands of miles away. Then, I started to fall into the Sao Paulo’s speed and what was once strange became normality. As the differences became normal and the strangers became family, I find myself in the same place I was a year ago: feeling out of my depth. After-all, I’m leaving my safe-haven for a new reality.

When you embrace a new opportunity, the beginning is always going to be scary and petrifying: it is, after-all, the unknown, and nothing generates greater fear than the unknown. Then, without realising it, you become used to it and before you know it, you find yourself closing yet another cycle in your life. You feel, again, scared because you don’t know what awaits you on the other side. You get used to this reality and you don’t want to leave it anymore. It’s the best thing you have going.

Then the beautiful thing of courage comes along. You remember you had a purpose, a mission and that with everything in life, what has a beginning has an end. It is life's rhythm and it’s a blessing that you can take part in this transition.

As I sit here emotively listening to Nelly Furtado ‘Why do All Good Things Come to And End’, a smile slowly starts to emerge on my face. I remember that I was once scared to start this and it turned out well, so I guess it is always going to go well? Hakuna Matata!

After-all, we all deserve to be happy. Independently of. So, here is to life: its transitions and its opportunities to experience the unimaginable.