Tomorrow is the start of my last sabbatical week of 2020. Every seven weeks I give myself permission to not take on any outside obligations. Yes, even coaching calls (gasp!).
I didn’t do as many sabbatical weeks this year because you know, pandemic. I started them again a few months ago, and this one lines up neatly with the end of the year.
I’m ending this year very, very different than the way it started. I don’t even know what to say about it really. I started as a photographer, and now I find I’m calling myself a coach and writer. I really don’t get it, but here I am taking it all in.
The only way I know how to move forward after receiving all this undeserved grace is with gratitude and generosity.
My hope next week is to try and articulate what in God’s holy name happened this year, and move towards a vision and goals for next year.