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Realllllllllly rough day. I mean rather epically upheaving to the foundation. Yeah. Good times. However. … … …
Not only is this the time of year when the mornings are crisply flooded with gossamer edge-frosty light, shy but showy marigolds make their appearance as summer’s blooms hold on for dear life and the trees prepare for a splendid amber display before taking a well- deserved intermission from holding up their balmy branches of wiley leaves, somehow revelation and contemplative enlightened perspective occurs. They (those trees that offer us shade on a blazingly bright balmy hot humid day) like many, they are exhausted from the pressure to display splendor. To ” show up”. Autumn shows a winding down perspective. It’s as if the universe and our intuitive guidance is saying as the earth shifts her axis: show more gratitude over attitude and just slow the efff down. It’ll be okay. It’s a cycle, this thing called life. Like the moon or the seasons, there is a myriad of several of similar cycle on a loop. Yeah, it can be dark at times yet, light always somehow comes back around. Trust. Know. Believe all will be well. Even not, what is the harm in thinking so? Hmmm??🤔😉
I absolutely adore Autumn. It tugs at my shirt tail and reminds me of said cycles. You know what I speak of. The OMFG so much so much to do vs. wtf do I do…. you know it’s true. Can mess with a person if they aren’t living mindfully. Anyway… continuing with a snapshot of my life. 🤔😉
Life is a hamster wheel. UPdownUPdownUPdown….repeat. With that….
In addition to experiencing levity during a particularly rough, prickly dark moment, later this evening things smoothed a bit. Not only was a childhood friend’s adult kid on Jimmy Fallon as an incredibly funny comic, my cheesy artichoke/jalapeño toast was deliciously divine.🌬💕🍁
Yay.
Yeah, life can sure suck a$$.
However, it can also be splendid. It’s remarkable, really. Srsly. Life is a blessing, albeit at times challenging 🌬💕🙏🕊🍁🎶
P.S. Just hope the ruminating insomnia troll stays under the bridge tonight. Need some shuteye and per chance, to dream☁️💭💤💨🤔🌬💕🙏🕊.

Dearest all,
Yes, feeling optimistic yet, cautiously so. With that said:
As we roll into another year, a bit of unsolicited advice. Be careful not to place too much responsibility or hope on this new year while we all are just barely recovering from 2021 in a state of rebound from this last year’s upheavals and tribulations. 2021 was a clusterfuck, if you ask me. Some great moments but hey, a boatload of the otherwise. I, like most of us, made it. Thriving above surviving and all that. We got through. Some….with flying colors; others….barely; sadly for some…not at all. But we did. You, me, those reading this…we….got….through. Truth is, it’s only been a few days between 2021 and 2022. I know we all may have resolutions for a year more calm and stable than 2021 but let’s be sure not to apply too much pressure and overextend ourselves to anticipate 2022 to be entirely different. Quite frankly, that’s just too much to expect, likely impossible and may set us up for major disastrous disappointment. We are likely will be faced with the same issues from last year. Carrying over, we may be resolving some stuff but I strongly doubt all of it is, um, done simply because the clock struck midnight on a cold winter’s eve. Despite wishes to the contrary, time is not compliant according to the constructs of our minds and generally not very obliging to our hopes and demands. It does what it wants, waits for no one and yet, we can be a slave to it. My advice is this:
Take one day at a time, an hour or minute if that’s all you can handle. Remember to take deep breaths and best done if you can get out in nature more. Hold yourself in a loving stance, be kind – to yourself and others – you never know what others may be dealing with each day. Try to be a bit more understanding beyond tolerance. Allow space to heal from the wounds from the previous year. It was a fucking doozy, man. Seriously. We owe our selves a break in not applying too much pressure, bullshit resolutions and expectations higher than we can achieve. Of course, pushing past a comfort zone in order to grow is a good thing but not to the point of torture. That will only lead to feelings of failure, self-defeat and shame. Don’t do that. Take time to heal, to process, to get your head right. Explore deeply enough to discover what it is you truly want this next year to look like. Then, act on it. Don’t be pushed into rushing into this next year with unsurmountable expectations by others’ ideals or the ruminating babble in your head. Locate your voice (emphasis on YOUR, here) and speak up with confidence for what it is you want but without stepping on others to do so. Remind yourself blowing out someone else’s candle/light won’t make yours any brighter; just lonelier. There are many stars in the sky for a reason: collective light. Give your heart, mind, body and soul a chance to flush out all you had to contend with this past year. There was plenty. Then, with a fresh rejuvenated perspective, go into 2022 with the full force of who you truly are. I believe this year may very well be the one of authenticity. That’s how I’m going to roll, anyway. Love you. All. Happy New Year, everyone. May it be a hellava better than the last. May it be filled with love, light, good health, prosperity and overcoming any obstacles with grace and ease. 💕🦋🎊

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