I think we all get caught up in the frenzy of ‘New Year, Gotta Change My Life’ thing that happens days before the ball drops. I’m no exception, except this year I am feeling differently about it. Bought three planners- one for work (legit), a Christian Journal, and a Creativity Journal.
Looked through the Christian Journal this morning and have absolutely no desire to use it. I love the Lord, He loves me. I thought it would grant me favor in His eyes to write in it everyday. Brownie points. This is a dumb concept.
I do love the Creativity Journal. Don’t love the vision board page even though I started gluing shit on there. I don’t need the vision board reminder to know what I want.
I love my manifestation box. It works for me, literally. Much of what I want to manifest is centered around my creativity in life matters and artistically.
So I think I’m done with perfectionistic readiness for the new year. My bedroom is neater but still messy. Relocating my art workspace into my bedroom has been challenging, but it’s the right move.
I don’t need the change of the calendar to know that it’s time to make changes. I have felt the call for more solitude and less social media influence in my life. I want to focus more on radical self-care and explore my edges.
So, on New Year’s day, I will pull the tarot because that’s what I do. I’ll draw some, maybe paint some, definitely write in my journal.
And maybe I’ll tidy a little bit more. No self-judgement necessary on how fast it gets done. What’s important is listening to myself and moving accordingly.
I welcome 2018, yes I do. I am here to see it with my kids, and that alone is enough.