Lost at sea...

Okay, so what is it that is making me feel so bluesy at the start of each new year...  I have been getting up early to write and work through some of it.  I think it's partly coming down from such big years that have been project driven that has left me feeling a little lost at sea with what to do next.  That coupled with fatigue, which is understandable.

When I do big projects that help give me direction the whole year through, suddenly waking up on the 1st of January with nothing to do appears a little frightening... right?

Although to be free of obligation is good for me too.


So with no goals or ideas for the year ahead - I feel a little like a fish out of water.

But I am working on it.

The biggest step I took this week was sharing my struggles with some of my dear friends.  Just to quietly whisper that I was feeling lost made me feel less alone and I'm so grateful for that.

We set up some accountability and daily check ins to help us through our slumps and it also helped me realise I wasn't the only one struggling to kick start this year with gusto.  So on that note, I'm giving myself permission to ease into 2018 gently with my pencil and eraser in hand.

To show up quietly and slowly and to give my creative soul the space to heal and recover, the space to breath and sigh, just a bit.  And of course space to rediscover... what's next.