Did we hang out a lot in 2022? Well, no, we didn’t.
But you’re not that surprised, are you? Because life happens and I stop by here and there when life is not lifing and I want to chat. You still love me. I know you do. TSP will always be my ‘lil home, even if I stop by to fulfill my status as your beloved Fairweather Friend. I won’t even say I’ll try to do better in this new chapter of 2023. We shall see.
And dear reader, that is the energy I am claiming for this 365.
I saw a quote from Viola Davis, and it struck me: “I don’t do resolutions. I just have revelations….throughout the year.”
I, too, don’t do resolutions. I’m leaving space to just see.
To see what happens. To see who happens. To see where life takes me. To see where creativity takes me.
Will I share these revelations with you, being that you’ve officially uttered sixteen sighs about my regularity on here?
Of course I will. Bien sur. Just don’t ask me to commit to a sense of timing.
Love you, mean it.