Every January, there’s this quiet (sometimes loud) pressure to show up with answers.

New goals. New plans. A shiny vision for the year ahead.

But that’s not how I’m entering this year.

I’m not arriving with a list or a perfectly mapped-out plan. I’m arriving with honesty. With listening. With a kind of presence that feels slower, truer, and rooted in real life.

I’m not here to reinvent myself.

I’m here to **re-introduce who I already am…** in this season, in this body, in this chapter of motherhood and leadership.

And honestly? That feels like more than enough.

If I’m really truthful, the woman stepping into 2026 is not the same woman who began last year.

2025 asked a lot of me.

It looked like holding space on retreat, guiding women through deep work… while quietly realizing I needed that same tenderness for myself.

It looked like navigating motherhood with more humility than certainty.

It looked like receiving hard news about my sister, and feeling my priorities reorder themselves in my body almost overnight.

One of the biggest shifts didn’t look impressive at all.

It looked like canceling plans I would have pushed through in the past.

It looked like staying home when my nervous system said enough.

It looked like choosing rest, even when there was more I could do.

And there was a moment, sitting on the couch, sick, pregnant, our plans unraveling, where I realized:

I don’t want a life that only works when everything goes right.

I want a life that feels honest when things slow down. When plans change. When energy is limited. When presence is the real work.

What I know now is this: I’m no longer interested in living ahead of myself.

I want my days to feel grounded. Spacious. Almost devotional in how they unfold.

I want my leadership to be felt, not announced.

I want my life to reflect the values I speak about… not just in retreats or teachings, but in the ordinary moments at home, in my body, in my marriage, in how I mother.

Especially as I enter a new season of motherhood, I’m deeply aware that how I move matters more than how much I do.

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What I’m Listening To Now

Lately, everything has slowed.

Instead of asking, “What should I do next?”

I’m asking, “What actually feels sustainable for the woman I’m becoming?”

A few years ago, I would have pushed forward out of momentum alone… filling the calendar, saying yes because I could, stretching myself thin in the name of growth.

Now, I pause.

I check in with my body before my mind.

I notice what tightens and what softens.

I let family rhythms lead instead of forcing my life to work around my business.

I’m orienting around seasons and quarters… not because it’s trendy, but because it gives me room to breathe. To mother. To create when it feels alive instead of obligatory.

I’m listening closely to:

• My nervous system
• My real capacity (not my ideal one)
• The pace of our home
• The work that feels alive in my body

This isn’t about doing less just to do less.

It’s about doing what’s true, and trusting that truth creates its own momentum.

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What I’m No Longer Forcing

There are things I’m consciously leaving behind.

I’m no longer forcing:

• Constant output
• Being visible just to stay relevant
• Expansion without integration
• Proving my value through productivity

I’ve felt, in my body and in my work, what happens when things move too fast. When growth outpaces integration. When I say yes before checking in.

And I’ve also felt the difference when I allow things to be slower, quieter, more intentional.

The work gets deeper. The conversations get more honest. The women who arrive feel truly aligned.

I’m learning that leadership doesn’t need to be loud to be powerful.

It needs to be lived.

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What I’m Choosing to Tend

I don’t have a single word for this year yet, and I’m okay with that.

What I do have is a felt sense.

A desire to tend instead of push.

To care for what’s already here.

To move with devotion rather than defense.

This year, I’m choosing to tend to:

• My energy, before it’s depleted
• My mornings, before the world rushes in
• My body, with more listening and less fixing
• My creativity, without rushing it into form
• My family, in ways that feel present and real

Not because everything needs to be guarded, but because these things are sacred.

When they’re tended to, everything else flows more honestly.

My work clarifies.

My leadership steadies.

My life feels like something I’m actually inside of.

This year isn’t about reaching further.

It’s about living deeper.

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A Different Kind of Intention

I’m not setting big goals right now.

I’m setting conditions:

• For spaciousness
• For nourishment
• For truth
• For sustainability

I’m letting the year meet me where I am, instead of trying to get ahead of it.

If you’re reading this and feeling behind, unsure, or resistant to the pressure of “new year energy,” I want you to hear this:

There is nothing wrong with entering slowly.

Sometimes the most powerful beginnings don’t announce themselves.

They simply begin.

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Things that support:

• Slow, cozy mornings
• Nervous-system regulation
• Sensory presence
• Reflection without pressure
• Feeling held in the ordinary moments

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A Closing Note

If you don’t know exactly what this year holds yet, you’re not doing it wrong.

You might just be listening.

And that is a beautiful place to begin. 🤍