Newness
Let’s start something different
I’m so happy this is the last day of January, because it was in fact—for this fairy—a MESS.
LOL.
I saw this GIF on one of Strawberry Shortcake’s (LOVE HER) social media pages, that read: “idk about you pookies, but my new year is starting in February…January was just a trial".” And honestly, same babe.
I will be approaching this new coming month—the lovely fair-maiden February—with MAGIC. With more joy and less mayhem.
It’s the beginning of newness, the start of a very-much-needed “different.” And here’s what I’m thinking...
TIME OUT
I overwhelm myself just by mere thinking alone.
I should put that on a t-shirt, actually.
I need time out. Regular time outs. Weekly, if possible! A whole day where I’m like hasta la vista, and begin napping intensely or vanishing into a book.
I noticed throughout January, that even though I started of strong and hopeful, I found myself in the later half of the month having moments of sheer panic and mental distress. Moments that felt like they “came out of nowhere".” I’d then beat myself up over it, thinking: “What’s going on, babe?? You had such a fantastic day yesterday. Why now??” Even I couldn’t pinpoint my feelings. So though the stress showed up suddenly, it was clear it had been building over time!
So yes, time outs for this fairy STAT.
Putting down the heavy weight of my worries because they get heavier the more I ruminate. Time out is anti-rumination for this magical girl. I will be checking in with myself routinely, having free days, and do-nothing-days, and let’s-reflect-so-we-don’t-scream days. I will be more in touch with my insides... Instead of pretending they don’t exist and acting shocked when they spill out into blood and guts.
Gruesome, I know.
I’m excited, lol. I really, really, really, need Time Out!
ONE THING
A DAY
I love making lists: of my ideas, my dreams, silly thoughts, rants, project plans and general goals for life.
Those kinds of lists give me energy and joy. And sometimes relief. But A todo list for the day…gives me the same feeling I suspect milk experiences when it curdles—
Utter disgust and intense repulsion of the self and being.
“YIKES! YIKES! YIKES! YIKES!”
That’s what my mind wails each time I get to the end of the day and take a look at that uselessly long todo-list I made in the morning; as if I would ever, ever, ever be able to finish it all. Instead, it finishes me and I feel like a terrible failure.
So no more, I banish thee daily-todo-list!
In your place, I will convene with your more sensible sibling—one thing a day! That’s how it’ll be for me this February! (Aye, rhyming mistress over here.)
And yes, I do believe that productivity will NOT be lost. I believe joy and inner peace will be more readily available. And frankly, I'm so sick of doing “more”. Cramming my day only to feel trashy by night. I want to do “less” and do “what matters most.” You know? Yuppp.
SLEEPING EARLY
SLOW MORNINGS
(S.E.S.M)
In the beginning of January (and also late December of 2025) I was sleeping early. 10pm (early for me). It was great.
Partially because I was exhausted before my head hit the pillow—juggling a couple of creative projects. But also because I had all these appointments and events that wore me out. My body was naturally tired, so I just naturally slept.
But come January, and it’s snippy second half, and my entire sleep schedule went out the window. The days passed and anxious thoughts about my dreams and goals for the new year (and my entire life, because why not) began to swirlll. And with zero Time Outs and a multitude of to-do lists, (plus throw in the sexy experience of PMS) sleep time grew later and later. Until I was only getting a handful of hours..
Up all night worrying about my existence.
Chamomile tea carrying me on her back, working double shifts with no pay. Aha! All that to say, this has to change.
This coming February, I will be focusing on a sleep schedule that gets me to bed early (my comfy sleep time being 10-11pm), and allows me to have slow mornings.
I LOVE SLOW MORNINGS!
I love waking up and knowing I have a full day. I like lolly gagging and taking my time with breakfast and daydreaming a little. And scribbling/typing random ideas. It’s a wonderful thing, and I am determined to have more of it in my life.
Team S.E.S.M all the wayyyy!
And there you have it, fellow magical girl—newness for a new month! I’m making a promise to be patient with myself as I implement these three things, it might require adjusting expectations and letting go of negative-beliefs about myself and my should-gotta-have-to’s LOL. But I have a good feeling it will be worth it.
Of course stress will probably still show up at times (she loves too, that sneaky gal) and I might have moments of “ahh I cant to do this” (whatever “this” would be in the moemnt). But, with the knowing that anything is possible, that time outs can be had, and that I can take things step-by-step (snail style!)—I do believe that good things will blossom and all will become well.
Cheers to the future and to February 2026 just on the horizon!
Stay in your light and magic, babe. We got this.
