new year. same me.

I don't have any resolutions or grand changes for this new year. No, no, this year, I'm just grateful to have survived. 2024 brought so many unwanted lessons; each taught me something about myself and sometimes about the world around me, but honestly, I wish some of the lessons hadn't happened. They left me with loss and wreckage that my brain is still digging through. However, amongst this, I have found that I am still here, still full of love and curiosity and the ability to find my center within myself and the community around me, the art I make, and the purpose I feel.

Looking forward to 2025, I simply want to take these lessons and move on. No reminiscing needed —just movement. 

I sat down and journaled all about 2025, and in the end, the word that stood out was bold. 2025 will be my year of boldness. I will no longer sit on ideas or wait until life feels stable or simmers down because, let's be real, that's a joke. Life will always continue to toss and turn us, and it's just our job to ride the waves. 

As I journaled, the question for 2025 became:

What do I need to be bold?

What can I create when I step boldly?

I don't have all the answers to this yet, but I am here taking the first baby steps. I'm not going to outline a million goals or ways that I will be bold. I want to leave appropriate space for that to unfold, but all this to say—will you be my accountability partners? What would it look like to be bold together? 

Lets find out.

May this year be gentle with us all, and may we create a chapter of which we are proud.