A small death and shift in identity

Entering my 30s felt like a small death

I spent my 20s being really good at being everything I was trained to be... athlete, paralegal, daughter, the "hot girl" on instagram.

But all those started to fade away around 25 when I began meeting the right people.

Nevetheless, I grieved the many versions of myself.
The one rushing to arrive somewhere, for some reason, desperate for the community and female friendships where she can be all of her, beautiful, silly, loving, and more...

And for some odd reason, I tried to cling to her. That version of Aisha was all I knew.

Then 30 came. My Saturn's return. I met the Guru at age 29 and started studying the Science of Creation

As I'm studying, and embracing 30, letting go of who I was...

I'm keeping a question close to my heart

"Am I being, or am I doing?"

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