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Happy New Year 2025

 It doesn't feel any different, 2025.  I don't feel any older.

But it is different, and i am older.  Hello 57.  I'm glad to meet you. We are going to have a great year.

I've taken the time to be purposely alone and not only have i survived it with no injuries, i've actually enjoyed it.  

When I give myself time to stand back, feeling no need to act immediately, no sense of urgency.....when i can just view peoples actions with no perceived outcomes, no projections, just open eyes and ears.....without my own colors changing the way I think people feel......life is easier.

Let people do their thing.  They always show you who they are without your input.  You don't even need to ask questions.  They only share what they want to anyway.

I don't need any more than what i have.  I don't want any more than what i need.  

Who I am and what I have, what my dreams are.....that's only for me to judge.  I put myself out on a platter for uncaring people to judge, and i took to heart what those people said to me.

It's not easy to keep peace with yourself.  Especially when my self has been made up of all the voices in my past.....the voices who are not even in my present.  So i've cleaned house so to speak.  The negative self talk, the feeling of not being good enough, blah blah blah, all of that babble does not belong to me.  I won't own it anymore.

My children, my grandchild, my friends, and my boss......all of these people mean something in my life and these are the voices I give weight to moving forward.  People on the periphery of my life don't get a piece of me. My doors are closed, shop is closed, peace is kept safe.

I put myself out in  the open and gave people the right to peck away, to steal parts of me that should have been kept protected.  This year I will do better.

Goals for 2025

Protect my peace. Grow.  Thrive.

Happy New Year.  

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