I don’t know how to write — honestly, I’m bad at it. But that won’t stop me from trying. (even if I feel like the biggest imposter here.) Yet I want to leave my mark. To stop being afraid of what others think. That’s my goal.

Big lesson I learned last year: If I'm attached to the outcome, I'm not coming from enoughness. I'm hoping that the outcome will make me enough. I know I'm coming from enoughness when I'm doing what brings me joy and I'm able to surrender to whatever wants to unfold as a result.