I’m usually a sucker for all of the “New Year – New Me” hoopla. Spending January with my head down, deep into my lists of resolutions and “to-do’s” in order to be the best I can each year. If you know me, you know I love self growth and development. I’m always reading & listening to podcasts learning about mindset, psychology, life coaching, or self help. I find comfort in the familiarity of pencil scratching paper making lists of lists. In the slow of winter I am lost in the quiet of coffee, classic yellow pencils, & Five star notebooks filled with words, planning how I’m going to finally change everything and be something or someone new. Someone I’m not naturally.
But this year I’m not feeling desire for change. In fact I’m exhausted by the need to constantly improve my daily habits, scale my business, or fix my brokenness.
If 2020 taught me anything it is that I know exactly who I am. I am a sentimental photographer. I love words and pictures and connection. I am not going to be an industry famous photographer. I’m not going to sell anyone anything. I’m not the life of the party. I will likely never create an Instagram Reel including videos of myself. I like real soulful conversation. I am more anxious than confident and I find grace and beauty in others humaness. Perfection is untrustworthy and humility is endearing. I am not a BIG circle of friends gal.
I am a small circle friend. And I have SUCH great friends. The families I work with are so dang good to me. So instead of growing my business or getting 500,000 likes on instagram…my goal this year is simple.
I resolve to LOVE HARD, small.
I’m so glad you’re here in my little circle. I am deeply grateful for the gift of your presence here. I hope 2021 brings you & me a connection that moves us and makes us better and happier – without a list at all.
Happy New Year!
Britt
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