As the clock ticks forward toward the arrival of the new year, I like to peer over my shoulder at the year coming to a close before I turn forward to tackle the year ahead.
In 2017, I spent lots of time with family, lots of time playing in my flowerbeds, and lots of time immersed in a variety of courses. I spent less time in front of the computer writing the stories in my heart, perhaps because old stories had surfaced and I needed to clear them out to make room for some new stories.
Yes, it was that kind of year. A year filled with introspection. A year in which old paths closed and new paths began to appear. A year of opening myself to new possibilities and fresh ideas and healing…so much healing.
Tomorrow we begin a new year. I don’t know what’s out there yet. Perhaps you have a clearer vision of the months ahead of you than I do. (If so, tell me about it in the comments!) Or perhaps you’re still fumbling around and trying to find your way like I am.
What I know for sure is that 2018 is a year of letting go. Lately, everything I’ve stumbled across has steered me toward this idea until I finally opened my eyes and my heart to the fact that it’s time.
Relationships, anger, the truth…whatever.
Maybe you’ll see some of it here…probably…most likely. In the new year, I have stories to write and a series to finish while I open my heart and let go so I can make room for whatever the universe has in store for me in.
In the meantime, I wish 2018 brings each of you health and happiness, peace and prosperity, love and laughter. May all of your dreams come true.