A Tiny Blessing for the New Year
There is a moment at the edge of a new year
when nothing asks to be decided.
No lists.
No resolutions.
And no quiet bargains made with time.
Only a breath –
and the simple fact of arrival.
May this year meet you without armor.
May it allow you to begin where you are,
carrying what you carry,
setting nothing down too quickly.
Let care count as progress.
Let rest count as wisdom.
And let honesty be enough to start.
Some beginnings do not need momentum.
They need permission.
And that, quietly, is already here.
P.S.
If you’d like to explore further, this reflection is part of a small New Year series exploring intentions, rest, and gentle beginnings.
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