For most of us every year is remarkable in some way, but for me, 2018 was particularly golden.
Some days I stayed in bed or lounged in my PJ’s til bath time and then was back to bed early. Sometimes I walked to the beach and tossed rocks into the ocean.
But mostly I stepped thoughtfully into each day, without guilt, motivated from the inside out to find the magic key that would move my life forward. The slower I moved, the more the magic appeared. Looking back I’m grateful to so many for the progress, leading me through the tangles, and helping me unravel and release a lot of old stuff.
To look back on 2018 and realize just how far I’ve come is explained by the amount of time I spent quietly letting answers drop in. There’s a lot of rebuilding to undertake before one can leave the cocoon.
