What a joy it is to have you here.

Makes me so happy that you are reading the first letter of my Artstudio's Letter Box.
Welcome to this little corner of the internet, where I want to share with you my arts and crafts, my thoughts and writing, life "happenings", the journey as a self-employed/business owner... and any other things that I might find interesting and inspiring.

It hasn't been easy to decide to slowly step out of the sticky net of social media. I feel it will still take a little while for me to say bye-bye completely, but I'm getting there... this is just the beginning of a new journey with so much to learn.

I thought the other day that most beginnings (if not all), come with a dose of grief.
For something to begin, to be born, something else has to end, to die.
Change. 

Even if you want to think about things transforming instead, transformation means to become something else, so, again, something ends for something to begin.

Grief is such a weighted word, isn't it?
We not only grief loved ones that passed away, but we grief places, events, chapters of our lives, people... we grief ourselves and all the versions of "me" that are no longer "me".
Sometimes even a pinch of nostalgia sprinkled on top of all the memories that we keep.

Grief comes in waves,
in gusts of strong wind,
in heavy showers,
in buckets of ice.

But strangely, after the weight lifts, leaving me empty,
I feel then lighter. Like I've shed a layer of old skin that needed to go for me to keep growing.
Beginning.

So, cheers to beginnings, even those that stem from soil watered with tears;
for beginnings bring the opportunity of the unknown, of discovery and exploration,
of renewal, with all the things experienced and learnt, so we can go on with our journey
being a bit wiser.

Thank you for being with me here today.
If you want to share your thoughts on grief, new chapters,
my email is open for you. 

We'll chat again soon.

Love,
Arantza.