Shirt: Ralph Lauren, Skirt: thrifted, Glasses: Warby Parker, Jewelry: My mother's, Shoes: Steve Madden
Photography: Clint Blane (@clintblane)
They say the new year brings new beginnings.
"New Year. New Me."
How about, "New Year. Same Me. New Values."
New Experiences. New Lessons.
In 2016...
I severed several friendships
Established several new ones
Mourned the death of a close family member
Celebrated life with a stronger family dynamic
Got stoned drunk on some unrequited love
Sobered myself up with some tender self care
Lost a job I should've already let go
Found time to create the career I've always wanted
Learned how to say no, when it mattered
Learned how to say yes, when the time was right
Refined myself of toxic thoughts and lower energy levels
Defined my relationship with the Universe
Questioned my connection to Western religion
Explored the practices of ancestral spirituality
Shed a thick layer of skin
Embraced more of my feminine side
Let go of my inner judgement
Allowed my inner voice to sing
Cried a million tears of sadness
Laughed a million tears of joy
Worried way too much for my health
Learned to trust more in my path
Forgot how to give love
Remembered how to receive love
Last year was everything and overwhelmingly nothing at the same time. It was like a beautifully told, but very lengthy, sick joke with a non-existent punchline. 2016 damn near sucked the life out of me. But what has gotten me through in one piece...is my ability to BREATHE.