A new year has a way of stirring things up. Expectations rise. Pressure creeps in. Before we realize it, worry starts narrating the story.
Worry does not make us more prepared. It just makes us heavier. Carrying anxiety year after year does not turn into wisdom. It turns into exhaustion. Nothing from nothing leaves nothing.
There comes a moment when we have to decide to stop being full of care for things we were never meant to control. When concern shifts into constant noise, it is time to release it. To pray. To pause. To breathe. Then to do it again.
Peace does not come from having all the answers. It comes from surrender. From choosing gratitude instead of spiraling thoughts. From trusting that today is enough to hold.
A new year does not ask us to become someone else. It invites us to let go of what no longer serves us. Especially worry.
And sometimes, that is where a new beginning really starts.
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