This Friday morning arrived crisp and cool, the kind of air that wakes you gently and invites you to breathe deeper. The sunrise was spectacular, soft hues stretching across the sky as I made my way to the promenade, ready to embrace the day. There’s something sacred about those early walks: the stillness, the rhythm, the quiet clarity they bring. With coffee in hand afterward, I sat for a moment, mentally mapping out my intentions for the day. My focus was clear, my photography business. I had ideas to expand, tasks to complete, and a heart full of hope.
The first stop was one I’d been eagerly anticipating, picking up my freshly printed business cards. I’d designed them myself, and holding them in my hands brought a wave of emotion, gratitude, pride, and a quiet whisper of I did this. I thought of my dad in that moment. I know he would’ve smiled, proud of the care and creativity poured into something so meaningful.
Next, I headed to PnA to pick up card holders, because presentation matters. It’s not just about the art, it’s about how you invite others into your world. With my cards in hand and stock packed up, I made my way to Create Ceramics to pitch my work. I was met with warmth and openness, and the opportunity to display my canvas prints in their space felt like a quiet affirmation ~ you’re on the right path.
As I hung my prints and chatted with the staff over coffee, my heart felt full. There’s something magical about being seen, about sharing your work in spaces that welcome you. I left with a sense of possibility blooming in my chest, like good things were on their way.
And they were.
Later that afternoon, I checked my emails and received news that made me pause ~ I have an offer. Relief washed over me, followed by emotion that sat gently in my chest. It’s been nearly three months, two case studies, one interview, multiple assessments, credit and security checks, references, and here I am. I don’t regret a single step. Every challenge shaped me. Every delay taught me. Every moment prepared me.
I’ve been moulded by this process. And now, I rise.
My first thought was simple and sacred, Thank God. I am held, always.
It was a long day, but tonight I rest. Not with anxiety or uncertainty, but with peace. With contentment. With a grateful heart.
~Nerusha
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