Some encouragement for the New Year.
Hello! Happy New Year, mucho gusto. I see you’re doing well, looking good, smashing those goals.
I’ve been struggling to write a post to start the year. All my drafts seemed pretentious. I’ve been questioning whether to keep writing on here, I’m not one to share myself with a lot of people. You know, introvert shenanigans.
2022 started well enough, it wasn’t anything spectacular. I still had the anxieties I had from last year, the same fears. Anything that was supposed to change on the 1st of January 2022 was not in my West African time zone.
I started the year with my family and our new year tradition: Drink red wine, eat chicken, pray and prophesy into the new year. We spent the latter part of the day at a family friend's house, where I forced my upcoming afro into cornrows. I left home for work on the 6th in a haze. Literally, there was a haze, harmattan stories. Lagos people can’t relate.
The first work week was riddled with questions and a stunning uneasiness. About a week later, I was on the phone with a friend. I was telling him about how I missed my hair and I wish I didn’t cut it off. Then, he said these words: Stop wishing you hadn’t done something and just go forward.
Before you judge me, I’m not a crazy person who’s stuck in her past, no, there’s a logical explanation. Are you still with me? The past is predictable.
The past is predictable.
You know everything that happened. You were in a draining relationship, but heck you weren't single. You lived in a bin but there are so many hurdles trying to find a new place, you could get robbed or kidnapped. Gasps, you could get lost. Wouldn’t that be tragic?
Sometimes, the past is even good enough. Your apartment was not a total dump but you needed a new one, you moved and now you miss your old cabinet. It had that pointy edge that grabbed at you a few times, but what good relationship doesn’t bruise you every now and then, right?
I cut my hair cause it was suffering, it was thinning and breaking. I couldn’t get it to co-operate with me. I’m not advocating that you cut off everything that isn’t working as you’d like but consider something else. The relationship you’re dying to keep together might be better if you let it fall apart and then build it again. It’s not going to be easy but it might be worth it and if it isn’t? You won’t know until you let it. The thing you are desperately holding onto is no longer here, you need to leave too. In the words of the legendary Barney Stinson(you see what I did there 👀); New is always better. Your future can never be worse than your past, except you decide to stay there or you just have some major bad luck.
2022 has kicked off as nice and strange as it can be. I got my sense of smell back. Woo to the hoo. People I don’t know are excited to see me, someone I don’t know gave me a present. I prayed for these things but you know, I have to act surprised.
All in all, I’m grateful for a chance to move forward: to be a fiery little redhead rockstar. We all have much to look forward to this year and if you don’t, here’s a list you can start with:
Look forward to finding yourself and being joyful.
Look forward to being in spaces where you’re free and celebrated.
Look forward to being a good friend, sibling, child, lover.
Look forward to spreading all the love you can.
Look forward to learning to be still and receive help.
Look forward to slowing down and being in this moment.
Look forward to creating and counting your blessings.
Look forward to being honest with yourself.
Look forward to demanding the best of yourself.
Look forward to being graceful, because what is anything if it isn’t graceful.
Look forward to stop questioning yourself and trust that the answers are already within you.
Look to living this one dear life, as honestly and fully as you can.
Have an amazing year, I’ll be checking up on you!