01/06/2026
For many of us, 2025 was a difficult year, but before you start chanting, “new year, new me,” hear me out.
A year can be genuinely difficult and still contain moments of alignment, meaning, or growth. Naming this does not polish a hard year or minimize pain. It simply widens the lens.
At a time when the world is encouraging reinvention and self-improvement, I want to gently offer another possibility. What if this year is not about fixing yourself, but about creating more space for who you already are? What if softness is not something to grow out of, but something to deepen?
Softness, in this context, is not passivity. It is the ability to hold a fuller sentence. This was a hard year, and there were moments that mattered. I struggled, and I also learned something about myself. I was stretched beyond my capacity, and I became clearer about my limits.
When we allow ourselves to add the “and,” something shifts.
Perhaps the year brought grief and also discernment. Loss and also clarity about which relationships to turn toward. Exhaustion and also a deeper understanding of what feels aligned. These experiences are not contradictions. They are the texture of a lived life.
Creating more space for who you already are means letting complexity exist without rushing to resolve it. It means allowing grief to sit beside determination. Letting fatigue coexist with hope. Trusting that you do not need to become someone else in order to move forward.
To those of you learning that the gray area is actually where we thrive, I see you.