SOUL WEALTH CHRONICLES ISSUE 96
4/4 Through the Years: From In Motion to In Meaning
There are some dates in our lives that stop being random.
They become mirrors.
Not because something dramatic happens every single time, but because over the years they begin to reveal a pattern.
A pulse.
A message.
A version of you.
And for me, April 4th has quietly become one of those dates.
This year, I found myself going back and reading journal entries from April 4th over the last several years.
What I expected to find were random snapshots.
What I actually found was a timeline.
A breadcrumb trail.
A living record of how much my life and more importantly, I have changed.
And when I laid them all side by side, one thing became very clear:
April has always been a month of change for me.
In April 2017, my ex-husband and I sold our home and physically separated.
In April 2018, I moved to Tampa.
In April 2019, I moved to Seattle.
In April 2021, I moved to downtown Seattle.
In April 2022, I visited Europe for the first time.
In April 2023, I moved to California.
Looking back now, I can clearly see that April has often been the month where life asks me to leave behind what no longer fits.
Not always gently.
Not always clearly.
But consistently.
April has become one of my threshold months.
A crossing-over month.
A month where life tends to say:
It’s time to move.
And what struck me most while reading those old entries wasn’t just what was happening around me.
It was who I was inside those moments.
Because every version of me on April 4th was standing in a different kind of portal.
And somehow, every version was still becoming me.
2023 : I Was in Motion
That entry was full of movement.
I was decluttering a home.
Preparing to move.
Interviewing for a job.
Thinking about California and what might come next.
By the end of the day, I had accepted a new opportunity and was preparing for a new chapter.
That version of me believed the miracle was the move.
But now I understand that the miracle was who I was becoming through the movement.
2024: I Was Receiving
That entry was spiritually charged.
I wrote about feeling activated, open, optimistic, connected, and deeply aware of possibilities I couldn’t yet explain.
I sensed that something old needed to die.
I sensed that something new was trying to emerge.
What I know now is that I was feeling the signal before I understood the meaning.
2025: I Was Longing
This entry was softer but deeper.
I wrote about meaningful conversations.
I wrote about wanting more from life.
More depth.
More connection.
More nourishment.
More love.
It was the first time I realized I wasn’t simply looking for change anymore.
I was looking for a life that actually fed my soul.
And that realization changed everything.
2026: I Am in Meaning
And now, here I am.
Reading these old entries with a completely different level of awareness.
Not because I have all the answers.
Not because everything is fully settled.
But because I can finally see something I couldn’t see while I was inside of it.
I can see the pattern.
I can see the woman in motion.
The woman in activation.
The woman in longing.
And now, the woman in meaning.
And what I realize now is this:
I was never simply going through things.
I was being shaped by them.
What once felt like random life events now reads like a story.
Not a perfect story.
Not a straight line.
But a story of becoming.
There is something deeply healing about reading old versions of yourself with tenderness.
Not judgment.
Not embarrassment.
Not criticism.
But tenderness.
Because every version of you was doing the best she could with the awareness she had at the time.
And when I read those entries now, I don’t cringe.
I soften.
Because I can see her.
The woman who was moving.
The woman who was sensing.
The woman who was longing.
The woman who was trying to understand.
And I can also see that she was never lost.
She was becoming.
There is a difference between living your life in real time and looking back and finally understanding it.
That difference is meaning.
And I think that’s where I am now.
Not fully arrived.
Not finished.
But no longer only in motion.
Now, I am also in meaning.
And that feels like its own kind of arrival.
If there is a date in your own life that keeps showing up...
A season that always seems to shift something...
Pay attention.
Because some dates are not random.
Some dates become mirrors.
And sometimes, years later, they show you exactly who you were becoming all along.
With grace,
Natalie
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