The past few weeks have stretched me in a way that has forced me into a stage of growth. It's uncomfortable, but beautiful at the same time. There's pain in old thoughts falling away, pieces of yourself ripping away as you turn the page to the next chapter; old ideas and ways of seeing the world that no longer serve you need to be left behind...but you're still holding onto them like a comfort blanket. Once you've gone through growth enough times, you begin to realise that those old ideas will be replaced with ones that fit you beautifully, even if it doesn't feel like it in that sticky, muddling through part. I am not the same as the Sarah in September; and I know that by December, I'll be different again. Stronger. More sure of myself. Empowered. Forever grateful for the people in my life, for reminding me of the light inside, for reminding me of the power that was hiding. It's not the dominating power, not the intimidating power; the power to change the world. Each of us has it within us; there are things in this world that desperately need changing. Individually we have power...and the truly amazing power is when we come together to create change. I may be tired today...but I cannot stress how positive I feel right now.