I don’t have a long, drawn-out post for social media for the new calendar year of 2026. From January through December, 2025 has been a year that stretched me and pushed me far beyond my comfort zone. Every day, I look at the picture on my doorknob that reads, great things never come from comfort zones, and this year proved that to be true.

I’ve birthed many children, and while labor hurts, there’s only one part that is truly painful and most uncomfortable, almost unbearable part; that’s the transition phase, when your body begins to change to make room for new life. That’s exactly what 2025 felt like for me. They said it would be a transformative year, a year of nine, a year of closing cycles, and that’s exactly what it’s been. This year, I’ve been transitioning, blossoming and that’s not stopping at 11:59p.

I don’t have to eliminate or reposition people at the end of this year because I stood ten toes down on my boundaries every single day, so there’s no need now. I don’t have to set resolutions today because I’ve already been on a path of doing the work on myself. I don’t have to rush for one last kiss or hug, say I love you or make sure I’m with this person or that person at midnight, because I know who I am and I know who others are to me. I’ll be in bed because it’s Wednesday night and my kids shared this winter’s bug with mom, so thoughtful sharing everything with me lol.

This New Year will simply be a reset of the calendar. I can review, I can reflect, I can take note of what happened over time. I reflect 13 times each year following the moon and I’ll do all of my New Year’s rituals during the restart of the year according to the moon. If there’s one call out, I can say that in 2025 I broke free finally. I deconstructed from following the program and I aligned with earth, the moon and stars.  so happy Calendar reset and good night.

Love you mean it,

MsRaqi💜

Continue to spiritually evolve and love freely.