Miranda Levi

Happy New Year, beautiful.

This is usually the time of year when I write a long post about everything the last year brought me and what I’m excited for in the next one. But if I’m honest? The world feels heavy. Fascism is rising in my country. Systems are broken. I’m tired in my bones. Some days I feel sick to my stomach just trying to exist inside it all.

So this year, I’m choosing to focus on the things I actually have control over.

This is a year of transition.

I’m transitioning in my career. I can’t keep making money for greedy corporate men who line their pockets with more than I’ll ever see in a lifetime while the people doing the real work barely survive. Government is corrupt. The system is rigged. And I need an emotional break from pretending otherwise.

So I’m building a life that belongs to me.

One of the things I decided to do this year is take 52 dance classes—one every week. Most of them will probably be online, but they still count. I’m trying new things. Moving my body. Letting myself be bad at things. Today I did my first one: a beginner hip hop class. I learned that I do not, in fact, have great rhythm—but here’s hoping that changes. One down. Fifty-one to go.

I’ve also been teaching tarot over on Skool through Divination Academy. If you’ve ever wanted to learn tarot—or just dabble a little—the first week is free. Come hang out with me. I’m just a girl trying to carve out a small, meaningful corner of the world for herself.

I’m also almost finished writing a new book. It’s a romance. A police procedural, age-gap romance—which is truly not something I ever thought I’d write in a million years. But here I am. And you know what? I love it. It gave me space after finishing the Fountain series, and it reminded me why I write in the first place.

And now I’m letting a new idea marinate. No pressure. No forcing. Just listening for what wants to be born next. It feels other worldly and I’m getting excited at the prospect.

I don’t know what this year will bring.

But I know this, I’m choosing myself. I’m choosing movement, creation, softness, rebellion, and joy where I can find it. I’m choosing to build something real in the middle of a world that keeps trying to break us.

If you’re here reading this, I hope you choose something gentle for yourself too.

Here’s to becoming.