Freedom & Unbecoming

Unbecoming everything that was never mine to carry

There’s something I’ve been praying about lately: freedom and what it really means to me. Not the kind that comes from leaving a place or circumstance, but the kind that comes from within, freedom of the mind. The kind of freedom that lets you live fully, without guilt, without comparison, without fear of who might be watching.

I’ve come to notice how often I place these invisible shackles on myself without even realising it. This is not how I wish to live; I desire freedom.

Freedom to create and feed my soul without guilt. Freedom to live my journey at my own pace. Freedom to show up authentically and wholeheartedly, no matter how quirky, quiet, or radiant that looks.

I came across a quote recently that I felt deeply:

“Maybe the next chapter of your life isn’t about becoming anything. Maybe instead it’s about slowly unbecoming all the things that no longer align with you, and settling peacefully into the arms of your authentic self.”

This is exactly it! To shed the heavy “shoulds” and the voices that don’t belong to me. To peel away what no longer feels true, so I can return home to myself.

Part of this process has been learning to notice my own mental gatekeeper, that inner voice that tells me I’m not allowed to immerse myself, that creativity must be earned or rationed. The gatekeeper lives in small moments: in the pause before I pick up my tools, in the voice that says, not now, you should be doing something “productive.” The work of unbecoming is often quiet work, gently opening that gate, again and again.

I've realised that my truest sense of freedom lives in creating. Here, with my hands and ideas, the gate opens. Creating is where I feel most free, most alive: shaping wire, stringing beads, layering fabric, experimenting with texture and form, piecing things together until something new emerges. Some days it looks like jewellery, other days it's something entirely different. Each experiment is a quiet rebellion against confinement, a loosening of the “shackles”. Creating is not just something I do, nor is it separate from my soul; it is how my soul breathes.

Sometimes I wear my stones as small reminders and support. My Clear Quartz bracelet has been sitting on my wrist, holding the intention of manifesting more of this freedom. My Green Fluorite has been with me too, offering clarity and calm when my thoughts feel crowded, softening the edge of anxiety. These acts of adornment aren’t only about beauty; they’re daily anchors and companions, reminding me that freedom starts within and that I don’t walk this path alone.

I don’t have it all figured out, and some days are harder than others. But each day I can choose a little more lightness, a little more ease. I keep returning to three words that steady me: Radiant, Creative, Resilient, and let them guide me back to the work that frees me.

Maybe you, too, have your own version of freedom you are seeking. Whether through rituals, words, adornment, or quiet pauses, may you find what makes you feel most alive, most yourself, most free.

A few simple mantras for you;

1) “Creativity is where my freedom lives and everything I create is a reflection of that.”

2) “My freedom lives here. In this moment. In creating.”

May these words remind you, as they remind me, that freedom is always available, in your hands, in your choices, in your creating.