It’s My Birthday… And My Wish For You

I turn 34 today.

My year as 33 turned out to be MONUMENTAL… but I kinda expected that.

Since a kid, I never forgot the symbolism of the age 33… the age Jesus was crucified.

Why did I remember this each year as I got closer to approaching 33?

Perhaps because it seemed WAY too young to die.

Perhaps because I constantly earmarked this year to measure my accomplishments, my contributions, here on earth.

As a reminder to do something significant before too late.

Perhaps because I KNEW it would entail a spiritual journey.

Looking back, this year was one of death, literally and figuratively.

PACKED with spiritual lessons, and a refining fire to pursue my deepest cravings.


Looking In The Mirror

I look in the mirror + I see the effects of this year in my body.

I’ve aged…

Gray hairs
Changes in my skin
Including the shape of my body

The younger version of me would have crumbled.

The one who used to tear herself down in her insecurities.

The one who based her self worth on her appearance.


Warrior Woman

Somehow it feels like a great victory that I’ve made it here to 34.

I’ve been knocked down! But I’m still standing. And I’m stronger.

Beat myself up about these changes I see body?.. Oh hell no!!

I praise the woman I see + the body that endlessly serves her day in and day out without break.

I see the markings of a warrior woman. Earned only by those who made it through the most courageous struggles of life, victoriously.

I see in the mirror evidence of a woman who is of strong soul and hasn’t dimmed her light + love for life.

Still, I gratefully have anticipated + count down the days until I approach  34.

Symbolically exiting this year of death (the old version me) and a ceremonial entrance into the new.

This year I vow to learn the lessons I need in a different way… a way that feels like my resurrection.

It’s my birthday…

I’m celebrating by creating the memories I deeply crave and sharing with them with some of the people I love most.


My Prayer For You

My prayer for you is that you continue to pursue your deepest cravings…rather than tune out your souls cry say in a tub of ice cream (or your version of the like).

Healing your relationship to your body depends on it!

My darling love, listening to your deepest cravings *is* the secret to ending emotional + binge eating on oreos.

Emotional eating really is a signal from your body telling you… “hey somethings up that I really need you to listen to + deal with”. But you’re ignoring.

My prayer is that you heed it’s call to you…

Otherwise part of you starts to die.


A Poem

This poem is for you…

You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.
You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.
You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.
You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.
You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…

~ Pablo Neruda


Now I turn the spotlight to you in the comments:

What is one thing you’re craving more of now? What’s your favorite way to celebrate you? What makes you feel fully alive? What’s your go-to food during times of stress?


My (birthday) love,

Written by Heather Rampolla

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