There’s a poem I shared in my Instagram stories that has been sticking with me and I wanted to share it with you all.
“I do not plan to start anew
that is for spring
this is the night
in the dead of winter
where I pare back excess
to reach the bones of my life
so when I am reborn
I am reborn as only
my most essential nature”
This makes so much sense to me. The holidays are exhausting and every tells you to dive head first into the new year with new goals and be a whole new you. But it’s not natural is it? It’s probably why we fail because we are still in recovery mode. Still hibernating. Still wintering.
So I decided I’m not even going to pay attention to goal-making right now. I’m not going to try to force myself to push the next big thing on my list. I’m not a machine. This business is not run from a corporate office that is open 24 hours a day. Industrial Whimsy is an extension of little ol’ me and I am still soaking in the family time with my kids. I’m still enjoying knitting projects with no self-imposed deadlines. I’m still searching for seashells and treasures on cold empty beaches.
Mom and I decided to make the Darrowby Sock Set for our first cast-on of the year. And we are excitedly waiting for the first episode of Season 4 of All Creatures Great and Small on Sunday.
I’d love to know how you are nurturing yourself and enjoying the slowness of winter. Leave me a comment, and I will read it and respond.
For now, I will let my hustle continue to hibernate a little while longer. 🥰
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