At the end of December, during a quiet hour at work, I wrote a list of “Adventures in 2025.” It was, b”H, a long and satisfying list. (As mentioned, 2025 was kind of a banner year of self-indulgence for me). It included such items as my trips, but also smaller adventures like Project Citizenship, “do things after work,” and meals with friends. Of course, there were tears and disappointments last year, too. But maybe because of that, the positives were where I wanted to put my focus. They’re also where I am putting my energy, and I think this is becoming self-reinforcing; feeling good makes it easier to do things that feel good.
The other day, a friend and I caught up by voice note (as one does) about how we are doing this winter. I told her about that book that has made such a big difference to mine, and about how overall, I am adopting a mindset of trying to “enchantify” my life as much as I can. On reflecting this out loud, I realized that my situation feels a bit like being Rapunzel. I am not able to escape the tower without outside intervention. But if I am going to be trapped in the tower, let me make it a place of beauty and wonder.
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