New Year

Over the course of the last three years, my life has changed exponentially. Much like each of yours, I am sure. Of all the things lost, so many new and wonderful things came; still, the longing for the old remains.

The “old” is from where we came; everything about how we were built, formed, and shaped came from who we were and what was. This takes us to our memories and who we lost, our hopes and what never came to fruition, our reality and what IS.

From our losses we birthed new traditions; from our hopes we took new chances; from our reality we learned to adjust and move in new ways.

It all represents that life changes for the good, for the unprepared, as well as for the destined. It means that life hands us what we have worked for, what we did not ask for, and that which we never knew existed. All of it on a platter that sometimes knocks us clean on our ass! Good, bad, and eveything in between.

All I know is, never once when I was down was I left on my own to face it. Not ever did I look around after falling and not see a hand to lift me up. In the same way, the good was celebrated, the reunions always embraced, and the hope always lifted from the darkest places by those who will not let you fail.

I wish for all of us in the New Year: A New You who takes what is hurled at you and in ninja form, wrap it immediately into your best good; a New You who takes all the painful losses and covers them in all the blessings here and yet to come; A New You who blesses where you came from, so it fertilizes where you are going.

And last but not least of all, love that keeps you warm, gifts you light, and reminds you of what you really deserve, so you allow yourself to receive it fully.

Then, birthed from it all, that OLD YOU shining like a brand spanking NEW YOU, you have worked so hard to see.

~❤️lld

PS Note to lower self, your spiritual hiatus is over, giddyup mutha fuka 🤣🥰😘💝.
Love,
Your very best Higher Self (AKA Spiritual Gangster 😍)