There’s a unique magic in coming full circle. Not the grand, cinematic kind. The quieter kind—where one day you find yourself back in a familiar space and realize you’re not the same person who left it.
I had one such moment recently. I was reading an old post on Everyday Gyaan, something I hadn’t done in a while. As I read through the words I had written years ago—about hope, grace, and keeping on when life feels blurry—I felt a quiet tug in my chest. The words still resonated, but they echoed differently now. They didn’t feel like advice I was offering someone else. They felt like reminders I’d written for myself, tucked away for when I would need them.
Full Circle and Stronger
The voice was still familiar. The tone is still personal and reflective. But I have changed. I have grown stronger—not in loud, dramatic ways, but in quiet, steady ones. Stronger in how I hold space for myself. Stronger in how I show up, even on hard days. That strength has shaped how I read those old words, and how I write new ones now.
Back then, I wrote as someone still learning to trust her voice. I questioned whether my reflections mattered, whether I was offering anything of value in a world loud with opinions. Today, I write with a little more certainty—not about having answers, but about knowing that authenticity and heart always matter.
What’s different?
I’ve weathered more. Losses, changes, unexpected responsibilities. I’ve discovered the strength to sit with discomfort, to stay soft even when the world feels hard. I’ve learned to pause more. To write not just to be heard, but to connect—with myself, with you, with something deeper.
What’s the same?
This urge to write. To reflect. To notice. To share the small, sacred moments that make up a life. That hasn’t changed. I don’t think it ever will.
Coming full circle doesn’t mean going back. It means arriving with new eyes, a tender heart, and the quiet understanding that we are always becoming.
So today, I honour that past version of me. She kept going, even when it was hard. She wrote her truth, unsure who was reading. And because she did, I get to be here now — changed, yes, but still choosing words, still choosing grace.
Have you had a full circle moment lately?
Note: This post is a response to Beth Kempton’s journal note with the prompt ‘circle’.
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That is so beautiful. Thank you. This post really resonated with how I feel and it was wonderful to read what I wouldn’t have thought to say.
Glad this resonated with you, Stephanie. Would love to hear about your full circle moment though.
My full circle moment happened when I read Paul Brunton’s ‘ The Secret Path’, again Corinne! The phrases on page 16 (i) “peace won from suffering and experience” – back then I didn’t understand how suffering can lead to peace – now I know what the author means.
(ii) “that word always told you what your deepest feeling told you already” – I experience this everytime I read your posts and some others’.
I’m so glad that your re-reading of the book brought new insights, Madhavi. While I’m very wary of telling anyone who is suffering that they will learn from the experience, I know this to be so true.
This is so beautiful, Corinne. “She kept going, even when it was hard. She wrote her truth, unsure who was reading. And because she did, I get to be here now — changed, yes, but still choosing words, still choosing grace.” She deserves to be applauded for her courage and perseverance. And so does her present version, for noticing and honoring how wonderfully strong she has become.