Becoming.

Becoming.

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Becoming.
Becoming.
it starts here: with an end to an era and the beginning of the unknown

it starts here: with an end to an era and the beginning of the unknown

with my deepest heartbreak comes the truest representation of self

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Ariel Magidson
Apr 30, 2025
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Good morning my beautiful souls. ☀️

It’s Ariel here. Back again with the unsolicited design advice, the true, the raw, the reality of being an interior designer in the middle of a deep spiritual awakening, at the very end of her Saturn return. I write to you with the deepest, most grounded love.

My life 6 weeks ago, is not the life that I have now.

A month ago today, I closed Senses, my IRL retail business. A manifestation birthed in 2022 that became one of the most beautiful, magical, and challenging things I’ve ever done. I built a soul-rooted community I’ll forever cherish. But it was time to step away.

Two weeks ago, my partner and I of seven years split up.

I write to you from the most vulnerable space I’ve ever known. Raw. Honest. Broken. For a long time, I held on out of fear. I clung to the threads that kept us together. And now, as we let go, I’m grasping tightly to the things I know in my soul will stick.

This space is one of them.

This is becoming.

senses home goods store interior photo of the shop inside

Why this space now? Why me? Why here?

Hi, hello - if you’ve made it this far, I’m already holding so much love and gratitude for you.

Over the past 18 months, I’ve undergone an awakening of sorts. The content you once saw from me: the hacks, the reels, the tips - it was real, but it wasn’t all of me. It was me showing up for others. But not for my true self.

The truth is, I didn’t even know the real her. I didn’t have a relationship with my inner child. I had no access to my inner voice.

Now, on the edge of divorce, grieving the loss of a business I once built with so much love, I can say with clarity:


I know who I am.


And if you’re here reading this, I know some part of you is on that journey too.

Maybe you’re searching. Maybe you’re unraveling.
Maybe you’re healing. Or beginning again.
Wherever you are - I see you. I feel you. You’re not alone.

If you’ve seen my work before, you’ve probably found me through design tips, tricks, hacks, and educational content, all about how to make your home feel like yours. Maybe you’ve even read my book Your Space Made Simple, and you know: it’s never been about “style” or “taste.” It’s about intention. About how things come together, not just visually, but emotionally, energetically, spiritually.

But, things are different now.

Your home is deeper than a recipe book, or a quick 15-second video on TikTok.
It’s more than a DIY project.
And it is so, so, so much more than the color you choose to paint your walls.

Your home is you.
A direct reflection of your essence, your being, your energy - all of it.
It’s the recognition and understanding that the space in which you live is nurturing you, just as much as you nurture it.

She gives you peace.
She gives you love.
She gives you clarity, rest, harmony - even intuitive downloads, if you ask.

This space is for the raw. The unedited.
The downloads I’m too afraid to share on social media, but for some reason, here - on this blank white page, I feel safe.

It’s the real. The honest. The true.
The hidden moments, the sacred details, the quiet beauty of building a life, and a home: that holds you.

And if you’ve made it this far, you’re interested.
For that, I’m so deeply grateful.

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