This morning carried a quieter, moodier energy – the kind that seems to settle in as the year draws to a close.
The ocean felt raw today, a little untamed, and it matched something internal.
Arriving at the beach, I felt myself naturally slip into reflection, aware that this is my final week of work for the year. There was no rush, no urgency – just a sense of noticing where I am, what this year has held, and how much has been poured out along the way.
A walk along the shoreline brought its own gentle rhythm, thoughts and feelings ebbing and flowing with each step. Some moments felt heavy, others surprisingly light, but all of it felt necessary.
As tired as this season can be, there’s also relief woven through it – the quiet anticipation of time off, of rest, of days without schedules or expectations.
Sometimes the ocean doesn’t need to be calm to offer clarity; sometimes it simply reflects us back to ourselves, reminding us that slowing down is not only allowed, but needed.
I’m looking forward to creating space, and welcoming what’s next with an open heart – hopeful for a bigger, brighter, bolder, and more beautiful 2026.
Love Deb 🌊💙🙏