By no means am I a superstitious person. But today, I felt like celebrating wins – no matter how small – and cheering on A Royal Mess’s 15th blog post seemed like a good enough one.
For many, this is just a number. But for me, it is proof of a value that had seemed elusive before: consistency. I started a project and I have followed through with it for the course of a year. If you read the post that inaugurated this blog, you will know that I beat myself pretty hard for dropping many things half way, even if they seemed to be doing well. Yet somehow, here we are still, powering through the many avatars that can come up in the life of a millennial woman.
Additionally, because I am always searching for a deeper meaning behind all things, I googled what 15 means. According to "Numerology Nation", the number represents a lot of things, but I wish to capture just one: "new beginnings". I believe that, when you celebrate a win, you open doors for new, bigger things to come.
One day in 2019 when a blog seemed like a distant objective.
And this blog really is a new beginning, since I wanted to have my own for years. I tried blogpost, and Tumblr (Macchiabella and Princess of the Rose Garden were my aliases), but they sticked only for a brief period of time or sustained themselves with reposts from other greater accounts. So, A Royal Mess was my attempt to start over in a more vulnerable and introspective way, in a time where I had ceased to believe in myself for a number of reasons: I thought I was in a creative drought, I thought it was too late to chase my dreams, and I thought that my perfectionism would always get in my own way.
Taking a step to launch this still-far-from-state-of-the-art-page has forced me to let go of expectations, to understand that good is better than perfect... To learn that my experiences, as personal as they might be, can make other people feel less lonely.
So, back to my main point, my celebration on this random day, of this random post, honors many things, besides starting over: the times we dare, and our efforts actually go right; the times we cease to desist, and we power through, one day at a time; the times we follow our passions, even when the path is not clear; the days in which we find motivation, inspiration, gratitude, and positivity in a world that sometimes makes it hard to find all of them... I celebrate surviving, thriving, and documenting it. Cheers for applauding ourselves when others don’t, because sometimes, the most important victories, are the ones that take place only within ourselves. I celebrate all those who have dedicated a little piece of their lives to reading these posts, and in turn, have left with a piece of mine.
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