Hello dear “beautiful rule-breaking moth,” [I’m re-watching Parks and Rec right now so I thought a Leslie Knope Quote would be a fitting opener for the first post of the new year.] Holy, 2024, Batman! Shit. I feel equally excited and trepidatious for a new year. I love the clean slate, new beginnings, fresh energy, slow start of a new year. But this year I am feeling a tad shell shocked from the last year, fuck it, the last few years, and now I feel like I’m standing cautiously wondering what on Earth kind of wild chaos might get thrown up for us all.
Control the controllable is a mantra i’ve had for a few years, which i’ve found supremely helpful because as it turns out we actually have control over very little.
I am in control of the way I move my body, the way I nourish my body, mind and spirit, how I spend my time, the words I say, the delight I can muster, the perspective I grant myself, the empathy I move through the world with. I am in control of my learning, and how many times I watch the new Calvin Klein ad with Jeremy Allen White in it, or when I watch Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit. Something I’m going to really try and be more in 'control of this year is slowing down more, breathing more, pausing more, and thinking about what feels good and true for me in a moment. I’m going to try and control what I say yes to and what I say no to. Even if it means disappointing other people, or making things awkward, because I’ve realised i’d rather be honest with myself, make my peace a non-negotiable in my life, disappoint others over disappointing myself, and that I am capable of sitting in weird or awkward moments. Which for a well-versed people pleaser is a tricky task, babes. But we shall try, and these intentions feel like whole bodied YES’s.
So, today’s gritty question:
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