There’s a hush in the first mornings of January —
as if the world hasn’t decided who to be yet.
It’s a rare kind of magic, and it belongs to you if you want it.
A little letter for your first steps into the year:
You don’t need to start big.
You don’t need to change everything.
You only need to remember your own rhythm.
🌙 A thought for today:
“I choose beginnings that feel gentle.”
🍃 A tiny act:
Sip something warm.
Let the heat gather behind your sternum —
your first anchor of the year.
You’re not behind.
You’re not late.
You’re simply arriving.

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