It’s different now. ⚡️ I no longer have a goal list, hopeful expectations or a even a vision board (yes that’s me saying that I know the irony)! Are there visions I have for my life and roles and experiences I hope are part of the path ahead? Deeply. There’s always been a fire in my belly, that undeniable gut instinct and big open bleeding heart I have learned over these years to trust. But this year, for maybe the first time ever, I’m really surrendering. No expectations, no “if I work hard enough, THIS will happen”, no conditional joy, no forcing when it’s not time and most of all no doubting when it’s not unfolding how I foolishly I “decided” some random day in my head. I couldn’t tell you what will happen next. And maybe for the first time ever I’m so filled with gratitude that I DO NOT GET TO KNOW. I have learned to trust the seasons, the “strange gifts” often disguised as something seemingly awful and the renewal and transformation that always occurs with a little time, a...