This body—your body—is not something to fix. Not something to apologize for. Not something that has betrayed you…

Joy does not come in the absence of pain. It is not something we earn when we have finally smoothed out all the rough edges. No, joy is born in the very center of it all—when we allow discomfort to exist without resistance, when we find within ourselves…

The fear you feel is not a stop sign. It is the energy of transformation, the tremor before expansion. It is your body, your mind, your soul whispering, We are about to step beyond what we’ve known. It is evidence that you are touching the edges of something new…

And here you are, standing at the threshold between who you were and who you long to be. It’s not an easy place to stand, is it? One foot planted in the familiar—the routines, the roles, the relationships that once made you feel safe—and the other, hesitant and trembling, reaching toward the unknown…

Meaningful action alchemizes anxiety. Hope is not naive; it is radical. It is a defiant act in a world that tells you there is no point in trying…

As ​the year slips softly into memory, I imagine you standing in the threshold between what has been and what will be, a heart full of tender aches and resilient hopes…