“Purpose needs something to return to.”
A daily anchor steadies you when emotions shift.
It isn’t a rule, its a reminder that offers grounding power.
Purpose holds better when it has a place to land.
One small ritual
holds the day together
like a knot
that doesn’t slip.
Purposeful Practice:
Choose one daily anchor, a walk, a breath, a journal line or a cup of tea.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, we move on purpose.
“Purpose begins when the noise ends.”
After the holidays, something shifts.
The anticipation dissolves and the adrenaline fades, the rooms quiet.
What remains isn’t emptiness, it’s space.
This is the moment many people fall off a cliff.
The busyness stops, and without realizing it, so does the sense of direction.
But this pause is not a loss.
It’s a hand-off, one season releasing, another waiting to be chosen.
Purpose doesn’t arrive loudly here.
It waits for attention.
The season exhales.
The baton is offered.
Nothing rushes you,
but something invites you.
Purposeful Practice:
Today, choose one thing on purpose.
One walk, one pause, one sentence written.
Not because you should, but because you decided.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, we explore how purpose is built through the smallest choices, not the biggest plans.
“Tradition is not what keeps us alive, truth is.”
Christmas may not look how it once did.
The people may be different.
The table may be quieter.
The day may be simpler, softer, or more reflective.
But different is not lesser.
Different can be peaceful.
Different can be healing.
Different can become the very thing your heart needed.
Let this Christmas
be exactly what it is,
no pretending,
no performing,
only presence.
Gentle Practice:
Light a candle tonight.
Let it represent every form of love, near, far, lost, returned, or still becoming.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, on Christmas Day, we speak of love that survives distance.
“Gratitude is the brush that finishes every painting of renewal.”
This week has been a reminder that creativity isn’t only found in canvases or poems, it’s in the way we breathe, the way we move, the choices we make each day. Renewal is art in motion, homemade milk swirling with spice, a mindful walk becoming prayer, water remembering the words we whisper into it.
Each simple act becomes sacred when done with awareness. The smallest gestures, stirring, stretching, stepping outside, shape who we are becoming. Creation isn’t a single moment of brilliance; it’s the steady rhythm of presence meeting possibility.
Every motion paints a path.
Every choice colors the air.
What you notice becomes light,
what you love becomes prayer.
Let gratitude be the thread that ties it all together.
In every meal, every breath, every small awakening, there is a masterpiece quietly forming, your life, lived with intention.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow begins a new two week series, a slow gentle walk through what is felt and less talked about directly during holiday pressures and family fractures and a few insights that may be helpful in honoring your own beat while honoring others as well.
“Intention turns the ordinary into medicine.”
Creation begins in the kitchen, the garden, the breath. It’s the quiet alchemy of noticing what you already hold and giving it purpose. You don’t need perfection, only presence. When you grind herbs between your fingers or pour warm water into hot cereal with nuts or seeds, you are making more than food; you’re making alignment.
Stir love into what you mix,
pour calm into what you drink.
What begins in the heart
flavors everything you touch.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Make one thing by hand today, tea, your own spice mix, nut milk, soup, or bread, cookies, or something new. Let your focus be the main ingredient.
SONSHINE FOR YOU 