Hi,
My word(s) for 2025 are feral chaos. When I decided on them, I had no idea what they meant. What I knew was that I wanted to stop focusing so much on controlling my life, and more on learning how to thrive in the chaos of the universe.
I have, historically, tried to hold success tightly, and it was driving me crazy. I don’t use the term crazy lightly, either. I know it’s a loaded word bandied about meaninglessly, but in this case I do mean it was driving me to have a mental breakdown.
No, that’s not right either. It wasn’t driving me to have a mental breakdown. It drove me to have more than one mental breakdown in my life, and I needed it to stop.
While I would love the universe to become less chaotic, I know that is a futile pursuit.
The universe is gonna chaos as surely as we breathe air and drink water.
Yes, I could have run away, shut down social media, and crawled into a cave, but I also love attention way too much to live in a yurt. I am not an introvert or an extrovert. I am…
