A year that has shifted me more than I feel my whole life has ever done. I am unsure if it is adversity or that my heart is more inclined from the broken to find healing.
As the year comes to an end and Christmas is upon us, I reflect not just on this season but question if in general, I can create opportunities to give life more meaning.
So my wish this year is for brokenness to no longer be met with judgement and more heartache, but maybe empathy can be shared and given instead.
For love not to be self-absorbed, but rather, it spurs us to know that the same love within us is what others deserve too, and maybe we can exchange bitterness with a heart that's compassion-led.
To truly love ourselves and not in a way that chases superficial affirmations, but to know that our worth is founded in who we are inside and that is more than enough.
For people to know to be brave is to be vulnerable, and that authenticity, our humanity and asking for help and giving it is how we can make life less rough.
It is ambitious, I know, and I can't expect things that in myself I don't first seek, so here I am trying to look inwards first in hopes that kindness is what I see.
And maybe just then I will realise that changing the world, healing the brokenness, is a choice that begins in the small steps that are pursued daily inside me.
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