January 2026 Journal
It’s been a minute….
Not because there was nothing to say — but because I didn’t want to write just to follow the noise. January is loud. Full of declarations, reinventions, and pressure to emerge as something “new”. And if I’m honest, the New Year, New Me narrative has never sat comfortably with me.
December Journal: On Discernment, Seasons & the Quiet Knowing We’ve Forgotten
Lately, I’ve been reflecting on discernment — a word that used to sound heavier than it actually is. We use it as if it belongs only to ancient sages or scholars, but really, discernment is simply the ability to see clearly in a noisy world.

