July 01, 2025

Episode 27: 🎙️ Slipping Through My Fingers – A Soul-Up Story About Aging, Art & Starting Over

This one’s for the ABBA girls.

The ones who cry listening to “Slipping Through My Fingers,” staring out at the sea… holding their mother’s hand… wondering how time moves so fast and yet so quietly.

I just got back from a dream vacation in Mykonos, Greece, with my Swedish-American family, and yes—Mamma Mia! was the soundtrack to our trip. We danced barefoot in kaftans, sang in kitchens, and laughed until our cheeks hurt.

And somewhere in between the salty air and starry nights, I had a moment.

A real one.

Time is slipping through my fingers, too.
And suddenly, everything I’ve been through these past two years started to make sense.

🌪️ From Rock Bottom to Reinvention

Not long ago, my life imploded.

💔 Divorce.
💸 Bankruptcy.
🤯 Betrayal.
I lost my partner, my business, and the identity I had clung to behind the scenes of my pink bubble.

I had to rebuild from scratch—emotionally, creatively, and financially.

That’s when I got on the bike.

🚲 Biking Through Grief, One Selfie at a Time

It was a birthday gift from my mom. A brand-new stationary bike I’d wanted—but barely used. It sat untouched while I spiraled in survival mode.

But after the collapse… I climbed on.
Not to lose weight.
But to move the pain.

Day by day, ride by ride, I biked through heartbreak, shame, and exhaustion.
Over time, I lost 40 kilos—but more than that, I found my strength.

And I documented it all. Through selfies.
Not filtered ones for likes, but raw ones—for me.
Each selfie was a mirror.
A visual journal.
A reminder that I was still here. Still trying. Still healing.

🎨 Creativity 2.0 – AI as My Sidekick

Eventually, I knew I couldn’t keep lifting rainbow ball pits and building selfie museums on my own. So I made a choice:

✨ Let go of physical labor
✨ Focus on digital storytelling
✨ Reclaim my voice as an artist, storyteller, and guide

I launched this podcast.
I started teaching masterclasses.
I built new art, new stories, new digital magic—powered by AI, but led by heart.

I’m still tired (let’s be real).
I’m doing it solo.
But this version of my creativity?
It’s lighter.
It’s aligned.
It’s mine.

🎨 “You don’t need a fancy studio or a big team. Start where you are, with what you have, and let your voice lead the way.”

👵 The Elders & The Mirror

To stay afloat, I took a job in elderly care.
And it changed my life.

I expected routine. Stability. Paychecks.
What I got was a spiritual awakening.

Being around people in their final chapters forces you to face your reflection:
Your time.
Your choices.
Your regrets.
Your truth.

I watched women in their 80s still care about lipstick.
Still want to feel beautiful.
Still light up when someone notices them.

And it hit me—aging isn’t the enemy.
It’s an honor.
One day, we’ll all be someone else’s “old person.”

“Will we be proud of how we lived?”

💭 Journaling prompt:
What would your 90-year-old self say to you today?

🌈 From Survival to Soul Mode

I’m no longer racing.
I’m no longer hustling for approval.
I’m choosing meaning over momentum.
Joy over hustle.
Presence over perfection.

And even if it’s not sexy or Insta-worthy, I’ll keep saying yes to this path.

To the strange new chapters.
To the soul-up moments.
To the quiet, unglamorous healing.

🦄 “I am not behind. I am exactly where I’m meant to be. And I can still become whoever I dream of.”

💖 A Love Letter to You

If this episode found you in your own “in-between” season—thank you for being here.
This isn’t just a podcast. It’s a lifeline. A mirror. A soft place to begin again.

🎧 Listen to the full episode on Spotify, Apple, or YouTube
✨ And if you’re ready to turn your own healing into art...