It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
~ Charles Dickens
There’s so much pressure to make the holidays the best of times. Whether it’s a dreamy Instagram feed with kids decorating gingerbread houses in a spotless kitchen or your own mother silently willing you to put as much effort into the holiday spirit as she used to when you were growing up. Not to cite any specific examples.
These and an array of other yuletide triggers can exacerbate the already sinking insecurity that we’re not enough. That we’ll never be enough. Even if we’ve been working on swapping out that storyline all. year. long.
This past week there’s been a low level buzz in my bones. A nagging desire to crawl out of my skin. An mosquito flitting inside my every thought. Begging me to numb the discomfort. Swat at it. With anything. (Yes. I even went so far as to send a text to a guy that I wish I could take back. This was the final straw for me.)
In the past, I might’ve pushed through. But if I’ve learned anything over the last 6.5 years of shedding unhealthy coping mechanisms, it’s that covering over the itch with a bandaid brings it back as poison ivy.
The only thing that works is acknowledging its presence. Sitting with it. Allowing it to wash over me. Slowing down to meet it. Asking what it wants to teach me. Although this feels like the most undesirable medicine in the moment. It’s the only one that works for me.
So I sat down and got out my journal. The pen with the boldest point. I started with my usual “getting comfy with discomfort” prompt “Right now I feel…” I let my girls draw while I sat and muddled out messy words.
After I closed my journal, I pulled out my Animal Spirit oracle deck. I shuffled the deck 4 times and fanned out the cards out in an arc. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and asked: “What do I need to know right now?”
The card I pulled wasn’t what I wanted, but it was exactly what I needed. It reminded me to slow down, to trust myself, and to honor this moment—not just as a task-filled day, but as part of a bigger story.
These simple rituals, these Sacred Wayfinders, have become a lifeline. They are how I navigate life when it feels overwhelming, uncomfortable and insurmountable.
They are also the foundations of something I’ve been creating for women like you—women who feel tapped out, overwhelmed, and stuck.
For the past six months, I’ve been building a course called Wild Power. It’s a space for women ready to rewrite their stories, rise through their challenges, and tap into their highest creative potential.
I’m not announcing it yet—but I wanted to share this with you because Wild Power is about small, soulful practices like morning rituals and sacred wayfinders. It’s about coming back to yourself, even when life feels chaotic. It’s about letting the discomfort be the visiting professor.
If you’ve been feeling stuck or longing for clarity, here’s something you can try today:
Your Sacred Wayfinding Ritual
Find a card, a mantra, or even a single word that speaks to you.
Ask yourself: “What guidance do I need right now?”
Let that answer guide your day with intention.
Because here’s the truth I’ve learned: You’re not stuck. You’re in the process of becoming.
I’ll be sharing more about Wild Power next week. Until then, know this—you are so much more powerful than you realize. Everything you need is already situated inside you. Stay open and all is coming.
So much love for you,
And Happy Happy Christmas,
Rosie
My daughters found another sacred use for Oracle Cards! Making art with them:)