january is the month of meditation for me. she may have brought the new year, but nature's expectation is to remain still until the first warm thunderstorm of the year thaws us completely.
january is the breath that fogs the glass, a long exhale of relief after december's bustle. still dark, still cozy, still quiet.
i don't make a new years resolution on january 1st.. it is way too cold out to be carving any ideas into stone. i spend the first month of the year calmly and without expectation, totally in spite of everyone else who thinks it makes sense to begin a new life for myself while the forest surrounding my house still sleeps.
january is for journaling quietly by the candlelight, softly listing wishes to be tended to when the spring comes. when the forest can wake up along with me
Apr 7, 2025
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I wish it were twice as long (im the only person on the planet who loves January)
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the first week of january is dreamy (anything is possible!!?) and i'd like keep it that way.
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incense burning, window cracked, 3 bevs on the nightstand, wearing lace and silk, deliciously moisturized, and watching the most violent gory anime imaginable
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a bowl of special rocks and coins and little paper fortunes. notepad & pen. water. candle & matches. book of the week. dark chocolate squares. spool of yarn & crochet hook. blank cards & envelopes. a small hourglass. stack of mini origami paper to make cranes over and over
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