Hey darling,
We've all heard the term midlife crisis,
Like it's some wild detour full of chaos and convertible sports cars,
But the truth,
It's not always loud.
Sometimes it looks like quiet tears in the bathroom,
Or standing in the closet wondering who you even are anymore.
It's less about crisis and more about questioning.
Between 40 and 60,
Many of us hit a point of deep reflection,
A moment where we pause and ask,
Is this it?
Is this who I really am?
What do I want?
The season can stir up a lot,
Identity,
Aging,
Purpose,
Regrets,
But darling,
It's not about fixing what's broken.
It's about coming home to yourself.
Rewriting your story,
Letting go of what no longer fits,
And finally wearing what does.
And I'm not talking about just clothing,
I'm talking about the weight or emotions you wear that don't fit who you are today.
And for those hats that become your identity,
You need to hang them up.
Midlife isn't a meltdown,
It's a mirror,
And it's asking you to look with honesty,
Compassion,
And curiosity.
You're not too late,
You're just on time for the most meaningful chapter yet.
Let's just take a second to breathe,
Not to fix anything,
Not to figure it all out,
But to come home to yourself right here,
Right now.
This is your moment,
You've spent a lot of time showing up for everyone else,
But today,
This moment,
It's for you.
So go ahead,
Darling,
Find a position that feels good to you.
Sitting tall,
Or lying down,
Whatever way helps you soften your body.
Let your eyes close,
Or find a soft gaze.
No pressure,
No perfection,
Just presence.
Let's begin with the breath.
Gently inhale through your nose,
And exhale slowly through the mouth.
Let's do that again.
This time,
Imagine you're exhaling anything that feels heavy.
Any old stories,
Shoulds,
Or still expectations.
In through the nose,
And let it out through the mouth.
Now let your breathing find a steady rhythm.
Easy,
Natural,
Just like you.
As you breathe,
Bring your awareness to your body.
Notice where you're holding tension.
Maybe your jaw,
Your shoulders.
Let those places soften.
You're allowed to soften here.
You're allowed to just be.
Because midlife isn't about having all the answers.
It's about learning to listen again.
Listen to your own voice.
Your own truth.
The person you've grown into.
And the one still blooming inside you.
Now as you continue to breathe,
Envision yourself in front of the mirror.
Notice who you see.
Does the person looking back at you reflect who you want to continue you to move forward?
Begin to whisper these words to yourself.
Either out loud,
Or in your heart,
Looking at yourself.
Let them land like little love notes to your soul.
I honor the person I've been.
I love the person I am.
I welcome the person I'm becoming.
I don't need to have it all figured out.
I trust the unfolding.
I am not behind.
I am right on time.
This chapter is mine to write.
And I don't need it to be perfect.
I just want it to be real.
This book,
This book is the best seller list of my future life.
Let those words settle deep in your body.
Let them replace the noise with truth.
Let them feel like home.
As you stare at your reflection,
Place your hands,
Palms facing up.
See what you're holding.
What is inside your hands?
Are there things that you've outgrown?
Limited beliefs and old roles?
The mask you've worn to stay safe?
It's time to set them down,
Slowly.
Flipping your hands over,
Letting go of these.
You no longer need these.
It's time for a new.
Now I ask you to see the strength in your eyes.
The softness in your heart.
The years that shaped you,
Not ruined you.
And maybe for the first time in a long time,
You look at yourself and you smile.
Because you finally see the person who made it through.
The one who's still here.
And the one who's just getting started.
Doesn't it feel good to see yourself again?
To look at your reflection and not pick it apart.
But to recognize it as truth.
To feel something soften.
Maybe even love what you see.
Not because you've figured it all out,
But because you've learned to show up as you are,
Not as who you used to be.
This version of you,
It's real.
It's real.
It's in progress.
And it is enough.
You're allowed to let go of the past.
You're allowed to grieve it,
Celebrate it,
And thank it.
You will be okay.
In fact,
You already are.
Breathe this in.
You're okay.
You already are.
One final deep breath in.
And slowly and gently let it go.
Begin to wiggle your fingers and toes.
Return to this space,
This moment.
But carry with you the reminder.
Midlife is in a crisis.
It's a crossroads.
A mirror.
A moment to reclaim yourself with grace,
Honesty,
And a little rebellion.
Only if you need it.
You're not behind,
Darling.
You're right on time.
Now go.
Write your next chapter.
Thank you.
