Paris always comes at times when I need the most healing. Fun story- i use to associate Paris with romance. I’d vowed that I wouldn’t go without my future hubby.
Time after time, I’d pass up opportunities to visit the city of lights because “I’m waiting on my husband”.
Until last year, while in London, I had no plans for my 33rd bday and had a friend suggest that I do a solo trip to Paris. After giving my normal “waiting on true love” excuse, my friend responded “What are you, a Disney princess?! what if your true love never comes? You’d miss out on such an amazing experience, all bc there was no hubby in the picture to take you there!”
She was right. I didn’t need a man in order to enjoy Paris. It’s the city of love and self- love certainly counts!
And just like that- Paris became the place where I fell deeper in love with MYSELF. Everytime I visit, it’s a level of decadent, healing, self-love that’s always on time.
What are you holding out on while waiting for the PERFECT circumstances? What experiences are you denying yourself bc you’re waiting until the exact right time? Let it go. There will never be a right time. Only today is guaranteed. Stop waiting and just do it. - 2 hours ago