JOMO: May the Bridges We Burn Light the Way

JOMO: May the Bridges We Burn Light the Way

It's that time of the year again, the daylight "savings" that somehow manages to sneak up on us and plunge our evenings into sudden darkness. It’s been a week since the clocks changed and I confess that I’m still adjusting to the drastic shift that they say is merely an added hour. As we settle into the cold season, I find myself leaning into a much needed stillness.

*takes a moment to think about what that looks like*

What if we got a jump start to the “new year/new me” season and set a winter self-care intention as early as now ? 

What does embracing JOMO (Joy of missing out) look like for you?

In a world that often glorifies the constant hustle and the fear of missing out (FOMO), there's a certain beauty in intentionally choosing to miss out on things that no longer serve us. Picture this: it's a crisp November evening, the clock has just struck back an hour, and you find yourself cozied up at home, free from the external noise and expectations.

JOMO is about granting yourself the permission to let go, to decline an invitation without the pang of guilt, and yes, to confidently burn a bridge if it leads to a path better left behind. It's not about isolation but a deliberate act of curating your experiences, and making space for the things that truly matter.

As daylight dwindles, it becomes a metaphor for the shedding of unnecessary baggage, creating room for personal growth and self-discovery. You may be familiar with the phrase, "May the Bridges I Burn Light the Way". In this context, it takes on a profound meaning. The light from those burning bridges illuminates the path forward, guiding us towards a host of possibilities, and opportunities.

How have you adjusted to the changing clocks and shifting seasons? Have you embraced the subtle joy that comes with missing out? What bridges are you ready to burn with a swiftness? As we navigate these darker evenings, may your intentional choices light the way without hesitation and/or remorse. It’s okay. You’ve got this. Give yourself permission to let that sh*t go. 

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