Notes & Fragments 

I honored my rhythm this month, and that is enough.

This month brought pressure. To change. To fix. To speed up. You chose presence instead. Or you tried. Or you forgot and then remembered again. That is the spiral. Here’s to the days you honored yourself. To the boundaries you held. To the quiet you kept. To the food you ate without shame. To the steps you took toward your own sacred rhythm. You are not behind. You are in motion. You are not alone.

 

I don’t need a new me. 

You are not a makeover project. You don’t have to rebrand yourself every January. What if this year, instead of reinventing, you remembered? Remembered your own timing. Your own wisdom. Your own enough-ness.

 

“There is a season for everything, even when we don't know what season we are in.”

--- David Whyte

 

My rhythms don’t have to match the world’s. 

Some people START in January. 

Others need rest. 

You are not late. You are not behind. 

You don’t need to hit the ground running. 

Your spiral doesn’t follow a clock. 

Move in your own sacred timing. 

That, too, is progress.

 

I nourish my soul through what I take in. 

What you consume affects your nervous system— Not just food, but voices, pages, sound, and presence. If you're tired of noise, you’re not alone. This is a good time to follow pages that offer steadiness and truth. To read words that settle you. To let in what restores.

 

I choose connection that feeds my soul. I soul-show-lize. 

Real connection isn’t forced, loud, or draining. It feels safe in the body. It lets you exhale.

It looks like shared silence, soft laughter, eye contact that says, “I see you.” You deserve relationships that reflect your values and make space for your spirit. Let your social life be soul-aligned. Let it be rooted in choice, not obligation. It’s not about having more people — it’s about having the right people.

 

What I say after “I am” shapes how I walk through the world.

“I am” is not just a sentence starter — it’s a spell.

What you say after those two words matters.

It builds your inner rhythm. It sets the tone of your day.

Many of us speak to ourselves in ways we’d never speak to someone we love.

Start paying attention.

“I am so stupid.”

“I am always messing things up.”

“I am too much.”

Those phrases leave marks. But so do these:

“I am learning.”

“I am here.”

“I am worthy of my own care.”

Let your “I am” reflect the truth — not the shame.

 

I-soul-ation can be sacred.

Solitude is not failure. Sometimes your nervous system needs quiet more than company. You are not broken for craving space. Being with yourself can be deeply spiritual— A moment to return, not to escape. What if time alone is not something to “get through,” but something to receive?

 

"Solitude does not necessarily mean living apart from others; rather, it eans never living apart from one’s self.”

--- Parker J. Palmer

 

A tidy home does not define my worth. 

Home care can be nourishing—but it’s not a moral test. Some days, the dishes wait. The laundry waits. That doesn’t mean you’re failing. It means you're honoring your energy. You are allowed to be at home without being consumed by it.

 

Tending my spirit is valid — even if it looks quiet.

Your spirit is a real part of you — not an idea, not a metaphor. It’s a layer of your energy that needs acknowledgment, like your body does. When we disconnect from spirit and body, we often end up living only in thought and feeling — spinning, reacting, exhausted. But emotions are meant to be messengers. Not triggers. Not traps. Spiritual care doesn’t need to be dramatic. It can be sitting in stillness, breathing with intention, or offering your own quiet prayer. You don’t need to perform your connection. You only need to make space for it.

 

I am not my thoughts. I am not my diagnosis. I am more.

When you’ve lived with trauma, your mind can become the loudest room. You may live in thought because it felt safer than living in your body. You may have learned to organize pain through diagnosis, through labels, through logic. These are not failures — they are strategies that helped you survive. But you are not your mind. You are not your label. You are a full being — spiritual, emotional, physical, mental — woven together. Let your emotions speak. Let your thoughts be seen. But don’t let them be the whole truth. You are more. You’ve always been more.

 

I am learning what care looks like for me.

Some days, care is not taking a shower—

because undressing feels like too much,

and you know the water will sting. 

It’s not for lack of bravery that you don’t step inside.

Some days, care is toothpaste on a finger,

a few baby wipes, a bit of dry shampoo,

and those two familiar outfits that you save for days 

when you feel like you’re unraveling, 

but you have to face the world.

This isn’t about motivation or discipline.

It’s about living in a body that has carried trauma, 

in a world that doesn’t understand what this costs.

This is not failure.

You are not weak.

You’re resourceful.

You’re resilient in ways you don’t even notice.

Give yourself credit for caring for yourself in ways that honor YOU.

 

“Treat yourself as if you already are enough. Walk as if you are enough. Eat as if you are enough. See, look, listen as if you are enough. Because it's true.”
― Geneen Roth

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Food is not a moral issue. 

How we eat is not a measure of goodness. You are not “bad” for eating cake or “good” for eating kale. Food is nourishment and memory, not punishment. Shame doesn’t belong at your table. You get to feed yourself with kindness and intention—without guilt.

 

My body is not a before picture.

January can stir up old shame about bodies. Before-and-after images. Clean eating plans. Punishing workouts. Your body is not a problem. It is a living, responsive vessel of wisdom.
You don’t owe the world a transformation. You owe yourself presence, care, and the right to be here.

 

I am not too much. I am not too little. I am mine.

Too loud. Too needy. Too sensitive. Too quiet. Too lazy. These are the echoes many of us carry into a new year. The resolution trap feeds on the belief that we are “too” or “not enough.” But those words don’t belong to your soul. You are not too much. You are not a burden. You are not behind. You are a whole being—on your own rhythm, in your own way.

 

I am not a resolution. I am a being.

January tells us to fix ourselves. To be smaller, better, faster, quieter.  That pressure can feel like urgency, or shame. But you are not a self-improvement project.  You are already worthy of care—right now, as you are.  If you want to grow, grow gently.  Not from rejection, but from remembering.

 

“The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.”

--- Carl Rogers, On Becoming a Person

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I can honor how I carried myself this month.

You made choices—some easy, some hard. Notice one thing you did that helped, however small. That noticing is a form of respect for your effort.

 

I can let my body land.

After big days, the nervous system can hum with leftover energy. Today, choose light tasks, warm food, and early rest. Recovery is part of the rhythm.

 

May you be peaceful.

May you awaken to the light of your true nature.

May you be free.

However you feel, you are not broken—you are human and you are worthy of love.  

Your way of moving through this season is valid.

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"I was born to make mistakes, not to fake perfection," 

--- Aubrey Drake Graham

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Good enough is enough.

Last-minute plans can push perfectionism. Choose the simpler meal, the shorter visit, the honest boundary. “Good enough” leaves room for you to breathe.

 

Without darkness the light wound not be visible.

Solstice invites rest. The longest night is not a failure—it’s a rhythm - in the sky, in life. Even in long nights, the light remains. You are allowed to rest wrapped by night sky and you are allowed to shine.

 

My care isn’t measured by cost.

If money is tight, your love still counts. Notes, favors, time together, shared food, or a small handmade gift can carry deep meaning without carrying debt.

 

I am free to choose rituals that honor my spirit.

Carols, services, ceremonies—choose what supports you, reshape what doesn’t, or opt out entirely. A personal ritual can be as simple as stepping outside at dusk to breathe and notice the evening sky or burning incense or palo santo.

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“The function of ritual, as I understand it, is to give form to human life,

not in the way of mere surface arrangement, but in depth.”

--- Joseph Campbell, Myths to Live By

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I can pace myself and let that be enough.

You don’t owe the season more than you have. Try an energy budget: one meaningful task, one simple joy, one true rest. Small and steady choices keep you resourced.

 

All of my feelings are allowed this season.

This is a month for BIG FEELINGS.  Allow them to come and go.  If you try to stifle them, they will simply return stronger because they’re trying to communicate a message to you.  Give them room.  You don’t have to listen to the story to feel the emotion.

 

Stillness restores me.

December can feel like noise—music, shopping, lights, expectations. Quiet doesn’t need a retreat. Five minutes with soft lighting, a slow breath near a window, or a short walk under winter skies can steady you.

 

My worth isn’t measured by attendance.

Not every event is nourishing. Office parties, neighborhood gatherings, big dinners—sometimes they drain more than they give. It’s okay to say no. It’s okay to leave early. Protecting your energy is an act of respect, not rejection.

 

That was then, this is now. 

Dysfunctional family holiday memories can pull us into the past and create dread in the present.  You can’t change the past, but you can loosen its grip on you by staying in the present and making choices for who you are now.

 

“But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through sheets of clouds…”

--- Mary Oliver, “The Journey”

 

Make room.

Not for tradition.

Not for performance.

Just for peace.

For breath.

For whatever feels true.

For some, this time in the season is known as Advent —

but it doesn’t have to be religious.

It can simply be a moment to pause,

to soften the edges inside you,

and let your body arrive as it is.

 

I can shape this season in ways that respect my spirit.

For many, December traditions bring warmth. For survivors of religion-based trauma, they can stir grief, guilt, or fear. You’re not wrong for stepping back from rituals that wound. You’re not wrong for reshaping traditions so they feel safe.

 

Unmet expectations often turn into resentments.

‘Tis the season for expectations to show up with their notorious baggage – resentments.  You can only change yourself. Recognize when you are expecting something from another person and see if you can give it to yourself. Are you looking for respect, love, quality time, or even a present? 

 

I don’t have to perform joy; all my feelings are allowed this season.

December often brings pressure: “Be joyful. Be festive. Be with family.” For trauma survivors, this can feel like a weight. Joy can’t be forced. Connection can’t be demanded. You’re allowed to honor how you truly feel this season—even if it doesn’t match the “holiday spirit.”

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 “Trauma is not what happens to you, it’s what happens inside you

as a result of what happened to you.”

--- Gabor Mate

 

I can let go of what doesn’t belong to me.

You don’t need to carry family dynamics into the week ahead. You can set them down and move forward lighter.

 

Rest is my reset after giving. 

It’s common to feel drained after family gatherings. That doesn’t mean you failed—it means you gave energy. Now it’s time to restore.

 

Limiting my time protects my steadiness.

You’re allowed to set limits: on how long you stay, on what conversations you join, on how much you share. Those limits are self-respect.

 

I get to bring my present self into the room.

Often, in family systems, people unconsciously ‘freeze’ each other in time. They may treat you like the version of you they once knew. That doesn’t erase your growth—you are not the same person who once had no choice. Their view doesn’t define you.

 

“We don’t have to justify, defend, or explain ourselves.  

We have the right to say no.”

--- Melody Beattie

 

My boundaries are acts of care.

Boundaries aren’t walls—they’re doorways that let in what nourishes and keep out what harms. You’re allowed to use them this season.

 

I bring my steadiness with me.

Before a gathering, choose one practice that grounds you—breathing, touching a grounding stone, repeating a phrase. Carry it with you.

 

I can stay because I know I can leave.

It’s okay to plan your exit in advance. Knowing you can leave helps your body feel safer while you’re there.

 

I can return to what’s here, not what might be.

Sometimes the anticipation of a holiday gathering is harder than the day itself. The ‘what ifs’ can take more energy than reality.

 

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.” 

--- C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

 

Grief and gratitude can share space in me.

If you’re missing someone, grief can sit right beside gratitude. Both are welcome.

 

My choices are valid acts of self-respect.

You get to choose how you show up. You don’t have to share everything, stay the whole time, or engage in every conversation.

 

Each no protects a deeper yes.

Saying no to one thing allows you to say yes to your own steadiness. That’s not selfish—it’s balance.

 

Preparation steadies me.

You can prepare for family time like training for a marathon—rest, hydrate, plan your breaks, practice your grounding.

 

“Connection is the antidote to the isolation that trauma created.”

--- Deb Dana

 

Gratitude flows in connection.

Gratitude is not only inward—it’s relational. Smiling at a neighbor, feeding the birds, saying thank you to the cashier—these are all ways gratitude breathes through us.

 

My truth belongs.

Family and culture may expect cheer. You may feel something different. Both can exist. You’re allowed to carry your inner truth gently with you.

 

Ordinary moments can hold gratitude.

Gratitude doesn’t have to be written down or tracked. It can simply be felt in small moments— noticing the warmth of your tea, the sound of birds, breath that feels steady, a bag of food you could afford—that’s gratitude in motion.

 

Even when gratitude feels heavy, I am enough.

For trauma survivors, gratitude can feel complicated. Survival mode makes it hard to soften into noticing the good. If this is true for you, you’re not alone—and it doesn’t mean you’re ungrateful.

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“We all have a deep-seated need to feel free. Any harm, any restriction to this basic need,

may cause suffering — anger, rebellion, anxiety, or depression.”

--- Piero Ferrucci, Your Inner Will: Finding Personal Strength in Critical Times

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