This year I learnt...
the years pass in a blink
to be grateful for love and security
to curate fewer, deeper friendships
that caring is a privilege
which must be balanced with self-care
that we can be braver than we thought
to own who I am, even though
I'm still peeling back the layers of possibility
that it's never too late to learn a new skill
that singing is good for the soul
that it's healing to quietly together on the sofa with a loved one
rather than retreat to different islands when tired
to walk barefoot in grass, or at the beach, to be grounded
but look up at the sky more than down at my feet
to not need all the answers at once
to step off the carousel when I need a breath