Reclamation Era
Cycles, Shadows, and the Path to Reclaiming Yourself
It took me three months to land on my word for the year, and I think that’s because January and February were never really meant for clarity or forward motion. They’ve always felt more like a time for cocooning—for shedding layers, for sitting in the in-between, and for slowly, almost imperceptibly, beginning to emerge.
Something that never ceases to amaze me about life is that when you tell the Universe you’re ready for a new chapter, She doesn’t just hand it to you on a silver platter. Instead, every fear, every limiting belief, every deeply rooted block rises to the surface, asking to be seen, felt, and released.
That’s the energy we’ve been moving through since November of 2025. And now, with Mercury direct, the Pisces New Moon energy settling, and the Spring Equinox here, it feels like the real new year is finally beginning. Not the one we force in January, but the one that arrives when the light starts to return and something inside of us is ready to move with it.
This is the moment to honestly look at what you’ve been working through with your soul. To recognize that this life isn’t quite what we’ve been taught to believe—it’s something far more intentional, an intricate creation of lessons and experiences, a constant collaboration between push and pull, dark and light. And through all of it, we are the ones behind the wheel.
Nothing is random.
Nothing is by chance.
Everything is co-created in a way that keeps asking us to align, to let go, to release what no longer fits who we are becoming.
And if we truly want to rise into the light of who we are, we have to be willing to face the dark. Not avoid it or rush past it, but sit with it, understand it, and even make peace with it, because the dark is not the opposite of the light—it’s part of the balance that makes growth possible.
I chose the word reclamation not because something was taken from me, but because I can see now how often I’ve lived in the space of “just enough.” Just enough while balancing work, raising daughters, and maintaining a sense of peace, but also just enough to avoid going deeper into the patterns that were quietly holding me back.
The lack of self-worth around what I offer.
The fear of being fully seen.
The fear of judgment.
The discomfort of being still, of not constantly producing.
The underlying fear that everything I’ve built could somehow be taken away.
Those were old programs—ways of staying safe in moments that no longer exist.
And so this year feels like a return, a reclaiming of the light that existed before those patterns were ever written.
Maybe it’s midlife. Maybe it’s the state of the world, or the shifting energy we can all feel in different ways. Maybe it’s something written in the stars.
Whatever it is, I don’t need to fully explain it.
I just know I feel it in my bones.
This is my new year.
Reclamation. 🌱 What’s your word for this year, now that we are finally here?
