A year of transitions. Of breaking when I thought I was already as broken as I could be. Of cracking apart only to watch what grows up between the spaces this creates. Of tending to this fragility, this hope, this life.
I began the year in darkness. Holding tight to the small light I kept alight for myself. Rivers cried in the dark that fed the pool I almost drowned in.
But somehow, against the worst of it, I kept swimming and at some point I found dry land on which to rest.
And with it the sun. The warmth. The joy life is always offering when we look for it.
This year I began crawling. But through the highs and lows. The changes and uncertainty. I found my feet again and with it my voice.
I dropped so much of what others had given me to carry and I healed a little more. Released the stories told and softened into who I am.
This year - kindness, joy, love and life prevailed. As they always will when we seek them out for ourselves and for others.
So as this year falls away and a new one rises I welcome peace and joy. I welcome community and connection. Of saying yes and seeking life in all the places it lives in abundance. Of adventure.
And I wish the same for you.
S x
