Adieu to 2025

I almost said nothing about 2025, but my words woke me in the wee morning hours of 2026. And so here is my take for your approval and or consideration.

2025.. a year that was promised to me by the guiding voice inside of me, that for the last several years would say, -‘This is nothing, get ready!’. And don’t get me wrong, I have had much worse when it comes to my personal life, I am only speaking of the outside world. I still have control of my body, mind, and spirit,- and so there in lies the difference.

2020 prepared me for the depravity and uncertainty of these present times. This time I was ready because I held every tool possible to keep my head above the poisonous fray.

I thank God for my ability to notice the pieces of the puzzle that began to form so many years ago. I am thankful for my intuition which would ‘alert’ like a drug detection dog. I am thankful for my tenacity when it came to my ‘crying wolf’, although I was definitely NOT! Still, saying ‘I told you so’ did lose its’ appeal.. until I could only surrender to some sort of zen, and ‘forgive’ my fellow man. Though I am more empty than enlightened,- lest I mistake surrender for compassion.

I am so thankful for the animals, and for the healers, human and otherwise. They have never left my side.

I am thankful for the past parts of me that were forged into hot steel so that I now could maintain my tensegrity. Now I am absolutely triggered on an on going basis, but at least, as they say, - I am not alone.

Who would have known? That I would choose these times to live in? And I choose to carry on and forth, because no matter what.. I still matter. And so do you and everyone else, and everything that is made of matter. I still have a light I will shine for those who cannot… No matter how cliché!,- because that is the truth. And so, if anything, 2025, you have taught me what I am made of will exist way beyond your ‘bull to the shit’ and your ever tightening noose of uncontrollable nonsense and mayhem. I step into his financial year that I don’t believe in. My truth lies in the other markings of time based in more woke traditions that have been here much longer. But I comply because I will not shrink. I join the masses in marking this historical year as DONE. Though we all suspect is not finished. But at the least when I can scribble 2026, I will know that I have put 2025 behind me in a way that did not defeat me. In fact, I chose self nourishment as rebellion. I flew to see my family when fear was appropriate and staying home made much more sense. I chose community and self improvement over wallowing in the cold reality of repression and the war raging against us all. I defeated my enemies by holding tighter to my roots and by giving my gifts.

If anything, 2025 taught me that anything can and does happen. But somethings are up to me and where my choices lie. When I put my focus on my energy, the direction I go everyday is mine, regardless! Regardless of the year and its sharpness, or its daggers on the ready to cut anyone for the sake of NOTHING. And noting nothing is important. Those cogs responsible for this mad marching of war, crime and destruction have ZERO value, and in the end are meaningless. And they know it under their false pretense of preceived power. They are nothing, and zero plus zero is less than the whole. So I say let them grow until they are less than nothing. This is what 2025 taught me.. there is connectivity within the soul and that is never gone. What is real is beyond the constraints of the year that was 2025.- michelegracemorrow 1/1/26