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The quiet work of showing up

We have reached and crossed over the calendar’s edge.

If you have been reading my posts for a while, you’ll know I feel very much aligned with the Spring Equinox, waiting for the actual shift in the earth’s tilt to signal a fresh start.

There’s something about this particular January that feels significant though, even for someone who prefers a March renewal.

This past year was relentlessly disorienting. We have been through a collective wringer, navigating a series of shifts that have left many of us feeling bruised and weary. In response, we’re arriving at 2026 with more of a slow, heavy exhale than a sprint.

Claiming the light

It feels hollow to talk about bright horizons or the ‘sparkle of a new year’ when uncertainty and sadness seem to be the baseline for so many.

The world feels heavy, and it’s okay to acknowledge that the traditional optimism of January feels a long way off.

Sometimes, feeling a spark of happiness or a moment of peace in the middle of that heaviness can bring a wave of guilt, a sense that we ‘shouldn’t be okay’ when things around us are not.

I’m reminding myself that we have the capacity to appreciate beauty or find a moment of stillness, we should lean into that privilege – it’s how we keep our fires lit during a slow start to the year.

Photo by Hugo Sousa on Unsplash

A promise of consistency

I’m not interested in radical transformations or grand declarations as I look to the months ahead, my focus for 2026 is creative consistency.

I am committing myself to the simple practice of showing up. I’m not ready to dive into the specifics of what I’m building, but I know that I want to keep the thread moving. I want to honor the impulse to create, even when external forces are loud and the path feels unclear, regardless of the output.

Photo by Doncoombez on Unsplash

Moving (gently) forward

As we navigate these first few weeks of the year, I hope you allow yourself to move at your own pace. Whether you’re waiting for the spring to truly begin or just trying to find your footing in the cold, I hope you find those small pockets of light.

Let’s move with grace, both for ourselves and for those around us, as we find our way back to showing up in whatever capacity we can manage.

Thea x

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