Avani Amore, Sunshine Coast (2026)

09/11/2026

Have you ever noticed how easy it is to consider everyone else's needs before your own?

We think about what's practical, what will keep everyone happy and how our decisions might affect the people we love.

And there's nothing wrong with being caring and considerate.

But sometimes, without even realising it, we leave ourselves out of the picture.

We ask:

What should I do?

What will everyone else think?

What's expected of me?

But how often do we stop and ask…

What actually feels right for me?

What would bring me joy?

What feels nourishing rather than draining?

What would I choose if I gave my own happiness equal consideration?

I've been discovering just how powerful these questions can be in everyday life.

Sometimes it's as simple as deciding how I want to spend my time, expressing a preference or recognising that something I've always done out of obligation could actually become something I enjoy when I consciously choose it.

The circumstances might not change very much.

But the way we experience them can change beautifully.

There's a wonderful sense of freedom in doing something because you've chosen to, rather than because you feel you should.

And choosing yourself doesn't mean disregarding the people you love.

It simply means including your own feelings, needs and desires alongside theirs.

Because creating a life that feels true to you doesn't always require big changes.

Sometimes it begins with the smallest everyday choices.

One conscious, life-giving choice at a time. 💜✨

What's one little thing you've chosen recently simply because it makes you happy?

08/11/2026

There's a beautiful kind of peace that comes from feeling truly at home with yourself. 💜

For so much of our lives, we look for that feeling of belonging through the people we love.

Being needed. Being appreciated. Being accepted. Knowing we have a special place in someone's life.

And those connections are wonderful.

But there's another relationship that deserves just as much love and attention.

The relationship we have with ourselves.

As women, we can spend years understanding what everyone else needs, what makes them happy and how we can support them.

Yet somewhere along the way, we may stop asking those same questions of ourselves.

What brings me joy?

What makes me feel peaceful?

What nourishes me?

What makes me feel truly alive?

Sometimes we have to rediscover the answers.

And that's one of the beautiful things about returning to yourself.

It's not about becoming someone different.

It's about reconnecting with the woman you've always been, beneath all the roles, responsibilities and expectations.

It's learning to listen to your feelings, honour your needs and make space for the things that bring you happiness.

And gradually, you begin to feel more comfortable being yourself.

You can still love deeply, care for others and enjoy beautiful relationships.

But now, you're including yourself in that love and care too.

Perhaps feeling at home with yourself is simply knowing that wherever life takes you, you'll always have a loving place to return to — within yourself. ✨

💜 What are some of the little things that help you feel connected to yourself?

08/11/2026

𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁. ❤️

I've been reflecting lately on how much of my life I spent considering what everyone else wanted before asking myself what I would enjoy.

Would they like it?

Would they be disappointed?

Would it be easier to simply go along with their plans?

And because accommodating others had become such a natural part of my life, I rarely questioned it.

I thought I was simply being loving, considerate and easygoing.

But somewhere along the way, I'd become so accustomed to including everyone else's preferences that I often forgot to include my own.

Something quite beautiful has been changing.

I'm discovering that I can love the people in my life deeply and still have my own interests, dreams and desires.

I can enjoy sharing experiences without needing us to enjoy all the same things.

I can make plans simply because something interests or excites me.

I can choose how I'd like to spend my time without feeling I need to explain or justify myself.

And I can allow others to have their own preferences without feeling responsible for making everything work for everyone.

It's such a simple shift, but it changes how everyday life feels.

There's less obligation.

Less automatically adjusting myself.

And more of a sense that I'm actually participating in my own life.

I'm realising that choosing myself doesn't mean choosing against someone else.

It doesn't mean becoming selfish, uncaring or less loving.

It simply means recognising that what brings me joy matters too.

And sometimes that joy is found in the smallest things.

Spending an afternoon doing something I love.

Exploring somewhere new.

Following an interest that nobody else shares.

Or simply enjoying a beautiful moment without feeling I should be doing something for someone else.

For so many years, I believed that being loving meant being accommodating.

Now I'm discovering that I can be loving and still be myself.

I don't necessarily need to change my relationships or the life I've built.

I can begin by making more room for myself within them.

Because a life that truly feels like yours isn't necessarily a different life. It's one where you finally give yourself permission to be fully present in it. 🌿❤️

04/11/2026

Have you ever looked at the life you've created and wondered where you've gone in it all?

You can have a life that looks perfectly good from the outside. Loving relationships, family, responsibilities, routines and so much to be grateful for.

And yet, somewhere within, you feel that something is missing.

Perhaps you've spent so many years being the caring one, the responsible one, the one who keeps everyone happy, that you've gradually lost touch with what makes you happy.

Your interests. Your dreams. Your desires. The little things that make you feel alive.

And then one day, something begins to shift.

You realise you want more freedom to be yourself.

But here's something I've come to understand.

Returning to yourself doesn't mean you have to walk away from the life or people you love.

Sometimes it's simply about recognising the expectations and beliefs you've been living by and giving yourself permission to make different choices.

You can appreciate the journey that's brought you here while allowing yourself to grow beyond who you've been.

You can keep what you love and make room for more of yourself.

Because awakening isn't always about starting over.

Sometimes it's about finally bringing more of yourself into the beautiful life you've already created. 💜

Have you ever felt that quiet nudge within, telling you it's time to reconnect with yourself?

02/11/2026

𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗜𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. ❤️

For much of my life, I believed that being loving meant being accommodating.

Going along with what others wanted.

Adjusting my plans to suit theirs.

Avoiding disagreements.

Making things easier for everyone.

And because I'd been doing this for so long, it felt perfectly natural.

I rarely stopped to consider that I could be just as loving and considerate while also having my own preferences, opinions and desires.

One of the loveliest discoveries I've made on my journey of returning to myself is that being assertive doesn't have to mean being confrontational.

Sometimes it's something as simple as saying:

“Actually, I'd prefer something different.”

Or expressing an opinion without needing everyone to agree.

Choosing how I'd like to spend my afternoon.

Saying no when something doesn't feel right.

Or allowing someone else to feel disappointed without automatically feeling responsible for making them feel better.

These might sound like perfectly ordinary things.

But when you've spent years accommodating others, they can feel surprisingly unfamiliar.

And sometimes a little uncomfortable.

Because many of us learned somewhere along the way that being agreeable helped us feel loved, accepted and connected.

So when we begin expressing ourselves more openly, those familiar worries can appear.

Will they be upset?

Will they think I'm selfish?

Will I somehow damage the relationship?

What I'm discovering is that feeling uncomfortable doesn't necessarily mean I'm doing something wrong.

Sometimes it simply means I'm learning a different way of being.

And something quite beautiful begins to happen when we allow ourselves to have a voice.

Our relationships can become more genuine.

We're no longer automatically agreeing when we feel differently.

We're not quietly setting aside our preferences and then wondering why we feel resentful.

We're allowing the people we love to know us more fully.

And we're giving them the same freedom to be themselves.

I'm realising that loving someone doesn't mean we have to want the same things, share every opinion or make every choice together.

We can be different and still be deeply connected.

We can disagree and still love one another.

We can honour our own needs while caring about the needs of others.

Perhaps the real change isn't about becoming a more assertive woman.

It's about becoming a woman who no longer automatically leaves herself out.

And that's something I'm learning to practise in the smallest moments of everyday life.

Not by becoming someone different.

But by allowing more of who I already am to be present.

Because the most beautiful relationships aren't the ones where we always agree. They're the ones where we both have the freedom to be ourselves. 🌿❤️

30/10/2026

𝗜𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗲'𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲?

I've been thinking about this lately.

From the time we're little girls, many of us are encouraged to be kind, helpful, considerate and polite.

To share, compromise and think about other people's feelings.

To be good girls. Not selfish, demanding or difficult.

And of course, kindness and consideration are beautiful qualities.

But I wonder how often we were also taught that our own needs, feelings and desires mattered just as much.

Were we encouraged to say no without feeling guilty?

To disagree without worrying about upsetting someone?

To express what we wanted, even when it was different from what everyone else wanted?

Or to make choices simply because they felt right for us?

I suspect many of us weren't.

Instead, we gradually learned that being loving meant being accommodating.

We became very good at anticipating other people's needs, adjusting our plans, smoothing over disagreements and keeping everyone comfortable.

And somewhere along the way, we became so accustomed to considering everyone else that we forgot to consider ourselves.

The interesting thing is that we often don't even recognise this as a pattern.

We simply think we're easygoing, flexible, caring women who don't mind going along with what others want.

I know I did.

For much of my life, I genuinely believed that being loving meant being accommodating.

I rarely questioned it because it felt so natural.

It was only when I began my own journey of returning to myself that I realised how often I'd been leaving myself out of my own decisions.

Not necessarily because anyone expected me to.

But because I'd learned to do it automatically.

And I think that's what makes self-abandonment so difficult to recognise.

It doesn't always look like sacrificing yourself.

Sometimes it looks like being a wonderful partner, mother, daughter or friend.

Sometimes it looks like being the woman everyone can rely on.

Until one day, you realise you know exactly what everyone else wants, but you're no longer quite sure what you want yourself.

And perhaps the most important thing I've come to understand is that we don't have to stop being loving, kind or considerate to change this.

We simply need to remember that our own needs, preferences and desires deserve just as much consideration as anyone else's.

We can be kind without always agreeing.

Generous without always giving.

Loving without always accommodating.

And deeply connected to others without losing ourselves in those connections.

Because being a loving woman was never meant to require leaving yourself out of your own life. ❤️

21/10/2026

𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻. 🌸

I've been noticing something interesting about my own journey of returning to myself.

For so many years, I made choices without really recognising that I was making them.

I'd automatically consider what someone else wanted before thinking about what I might prefer.

I'd agree to things because it seemed easier.

I'd adjust my plans, accommodate someone else's wishes or simply go along with what was happening.

And most of the time, I didn't question it.

I thought I was just being loving, considerate and easygoing.

And sometimes I genuinely was.

But I've come to realise that there's a difference between choosing to do something for someone because you want to, and doing it automatically because you've become so accustomed to putting yourself second.

Somewhere along the way, I'd stopped including myself in many of my everyday decisions.

What's surprised me is how this pattern shows up in the smallest things.

What shall we have for dinner?

What would I like to do today?

Do I actually want to go along with this plan?

Am I doing this because it brings me pleasure, or because I feel I should?

They're such ordinary questions.

But when you've spent much of your life thinking about everyone else's needs and preferences, remembering to ask yourself what *you* want can feel quite unfamiliar.

These days, I'm learning to pause.

Not to question every little decision or make life complicated.

Simply to notice whether I'm choosing consciously or responding out of habit.

And sometimes, after checking in with myself, I make exactly the same choice I would have made before.

The difference is that now I'm choosing it because it feels right for me.

I'm no longer leaving myself out of the decision.

And there's something quietly freeing about that.

I'm discovering that returning to yourself doesn't necessarily mean changing your whole life.

Sometimes it means bringing more of yourself into the life you're already living.

Your preferences.

Your enjoyment.

Your own sense of what feels right.

Perhaps that's where so much of our freedom begins.

Not with the big, life-changing decisions.

But with those little moments when we pause and remember...

My choices matter too.❤️

18/10/2026

𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺.

For much of my life, I don't think I really understood that those two things could exist together.

Somewhere along the way, I'd come to believe that loving someone meant adjusting myself around them.

Considering what they wanted before deciding what I wanted.

Changing my plans to accommodate theirs.

Sometimes putting my own preferences aside because it seemed easier, kinder or more loving.

And the thing is, I wasn't consciously choosing to do this.

It had simply become my way of being in relationships.

I thought being loving meant being accommodating.

And of course, relationships involve compromise, consideration and caring for one another.

But I've come to understand something important.

𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲.

For years, I think I confused togetherness with needing to want the same things, enjoy the same experiences and make decisions around what worked best for us.

Sometimes without even stopping to consider what worked for me.

And little by little, my own preferences, desires and dreams became quieter.

Not because anyone was taking them away.

But because I wasn't always giving them a place.

Lately, something has been changing.

I'm discovering that I can love someone deeply and still have my own interests.

My own dreams.

My own preferences.

My own way of doing things.

I can enjoy sharing experiences without needing us to enjoy everything together.

I can choose something that feels right for me while allowing someone else the freedom to choose differently.

And I'm discovering that this doesn't have to create distance between us.

Quite the opposite, really.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗜 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗜 𝗮𝗺, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀.

There's less obligation.

Less automatically adjusting.

Less feeling that I need permission.

And more of a sense that I'm bringing my whole self into my relationships.

Not just the version of me I think someone else might need.

I used to think freedom meant being independent.

But now I'm beginning to see it differently.

Perhaps real freedom is being able to belong to yourself while still sharing your life with the people you love.

To have closeness and individuality.

Connection and space.

Love and the freedom to be fully yourself.

And what I find so encouraging is that we don't necessarily have to change our entire lives or our relationships to experience this.

Sometimes we simply need to begin including ourselves in the life we've already created.

Our needs.

Our dreams.

Our preferences.

Our happiness.

Because love becomes something quite beautiful when there's room for both people to be themselves. 🌿❤️

16/10/2026

**𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗶𝘁.**

This is something I've been coming to understand more deeply lately.

For much of my life, whenever someone I loved was struggling, unhappy, frustrated or disappointed, I felt an almost immediate need to do something about it.

Find a solution.

Offer advice.

Make things easier.

Help them feel better.

Sometimes I'd even change what I was doing or put my own needs aside because I found it difficult to see someone else uncomfortable.

I genuinely believed this was what being loving and supportive meant.

And of course, there's nothing wrong with wanting to help the people we love.

But something has become much clearer to me.

**There's a difference between caring about what someone is experiencing and feeling responsible for changing it.**

When I feel responsible, their unhappiness becomes something I need to fix.

Their disappointment becomes something I need to prevent.

Their frustration becomes something I need to soothe.

And before I know it, I'm carrying feelings and responsibilities that aren't really mine to carry.

I'm beginning to recognise just how exhausting that old way of being could be.

Not because I didn't want to help.

But because somewhere along the way, I'd come to believe that loving someone meant making sure they were okay.

And if they weren't okay, perhaps I wasn't doing enough.

Lately, I've been discovering a different way of loving and supporting the people in my life.

I can listen without needing to find a solution.

I can acknowledge that someone is having a difficult time without immediately trying to make it better.

I can be compassionate without taking on their emotions.

And I can allow someone to feel disappointed or frustrated without automatically believing I need to do something about it.

But perhaps the biggest shift has been this.

**I'm learning to trust that the people I love have their own capacity to find their way.**

They have their own feelings to experience.

Their own choices to make.

Their own challenges to navigate.

Their own lessons to learn.

And sometimes, when we rush in to make everything better, we may unintentionally take over something that belongs to their journey, not ours.

I've been thinking about how easily we can confuse love with responsibility.

How we can believe that if we're not fixing, helping or making things easier, we're somehow letting someone down.

But I'm beginning to understand that allowing someone to have their own experience isn't a withdrawal of love.

Sometimes it's a deeper expression of it.

It's saying, in a way:

*I love you.*

*I'm here beside you.*

*And I trust you to find your own way.*

There's something quite freeing in that.

For them, because they have the space to experience their own life.

And for me, because I no longer have to make their happiness or wellbeing the measure of whether I'm being loving enough.

It doesn't mean I stop helping.

It means I can offer help because I genuinely want to, rather than because I feel responsible for making everything okay.

And I'm discovering that this creates a different kind of connection.

One where we can care deeply for each other without losing ourselves in each other's experiences.

Where love doesn't have to mean carrying everything.

Where we can support one another while still honouring our individual journeys.

**Perhaps one of the most loving things we can do is walk beside someone without believing we have to walk their path for them.**

To love them.

To support them when we can.

To trust their capacity to grow.

And to remember that we each have our own life to live. 🌿❤️

14/10/2026

**𝗜’𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗜 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳.**

For most of my life, I was really good at noticing how other people were feeling.

I could sense when someone was unhappy.

When something was bothering them.

When they were disappointed, frustrated or needed something.

And often, before I'd even stopped to think about how I was feeling, I was already wondering what I could do to make things better.

It became such a natural part of who I was that I never really questioned it.

I thought I was simply being caring, considerate and attentive.

And I was.

But there's something I've only really begun to understand more deeply.

**I'd become so used to paying attention to everyone else that I'd almost forgotten to pay attention to myself.**

What did I actually want?

How was I feeling?

What did I need?

What would I choose if I wasn't already thinking about how someone else might feel about it?

Those questions rarely came first.

Sometimes they didn't come at all.

And I think this is one of the ways we can slowly lose touch with ourselves.

Not through one big decision.

But through years of automatically looking outward before looking inward.

Of noticing everyone else's needs before our own.

Of feeling responsible for making sure everyone around us was okay.

And eventually, it becomes so familiar that we don't even realise we're doing it.

Lately, I've been practising something different.

Before I automatically respond to someone else's mood or needs, I'm learning to check in with myself.

How am I feeling right now?

Is there actually something I need to do here?

Am I responding because I genuinely want to, or because I feel uncomfortable leaving things as they are?

Sometimes I still feel that familiar urge to make everything okay.

But I'm beginning to understand that just because I notice how someone else is feeling doesn't mean I have to take responsibility for changing it.

I can care without immediately doing something.

I can listen without needing to fix.

I can consider someone else's needs without automatically putting my own last.

And what I'm discovering is rather lovely.

The more I check in with myself, the more clearly I can hear my own voice.

I'm noticing preferences I hadn't really paid attention to.

Things I genuinely enjoy.

Things I want to do differently.

And little by little, I'm beginning to trust my own choices more.

Perhaps returning to ourselves isn't always about making enormous changes or discovering some completely new version of who we are.

**Sometimes it simply begins with giving ourselves the same attention, care and consideration we've spent years giving everyone else.**

And remembering that how we feel, what we need and what we want matters too. 🌿❤️

Avani Amore

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