Everything that will happen.

There is this beautiful thing that happens when she steps into herself, into that place where she’s reaching for an even higher level of love and comfort with herself.

As she’s becoming really genuinely cozy with her change.

When she stops fighting the person she’s becoming and instead, embraces her – looks at her with love.

She has that energy and that creativity.

When she presses pause for a moment, just to be … In this moment, she’s not worrying about why she is the way she is or who she could have been.

Her being is now.

Of course, now is a culmination of the past.

Her now is rooted in history. Deep and entangled. A history of memories.

Rich and thick.

A history that leans on meaning in such a way that it still remains independent of all that she’s inscribed on everything that’s ever happened.

Everything that will happen.