Kindred Spirits and Prince Charming

Have I told you how much I love my trainer?

He is excellent at what he does — sharp, disciplined, intuitive — and I genuinely feel like we’re kindred spirits.

We can talk about anything.

Life. Love. Leadership. Loss.

And then he’ll turn around and push me to my absolute physical limits in the best possible way.

It’s like he’s my bigger, stronger, younger brother.

It probably helps that he’s married to one of my favorite powerhouse friends —

which means I trust him completely.

There’s no weirdness.

Just respect, laughter, and the shared language of growth and philosophy.

The other day, in between sets, we were talking about life and love and where I am right now.

I told him how this past year has shaped me.

How I feel like an expanded version of myself — fuller, steadier, clearer.

How I’ve built strong guardrails made of boundaries and standards that I didn’t have before.

Not walls to keep people out.

But a much stronger filtering system.

A deeper understanding of myself.

Of how my body communicates.

How my intuition speaks.

What a real yes feels like.

What a clear no feels like.

When it is time to walk away.

And how lately, I’ve actually been using it.

Meeting new people.

Growing connections.

Not rushing anything.

Not attaching to fantasy.

Just enjoying what is… as it is.

He listened intently — the way he does when he’s really paying attention.

And then he said,

“Just make sure you’re still open to Prince Charming. Because he’s coming.”

He went on to tell me how much of a catch I am.

Not because of how I look, though I am beautiful.

Not because of my family name or my reputation.

But because of me.

Because I’m a beautiful person on the inside.

I am not saying this to brag.

I am saying it because sometimes I forget what I bring to the table.

And, honestly?

I hadn’t thought about Prince Charming in a long time.

But now that he mentioned it…

I think I’ll add him back to the list of possibilities.