Still a Dragon… Just Needed Winter…

Still a Dragon… Just Needed Winter…

I’ve been gone a long while…

Months, actually. And I won’t dress that up. Not because I had nothing to say, but because life required my full attention. Anyone who’s lived through a hard stretch knows this: there are seasons when you don’t narrate your life, you just live it. You get through the day. You mind what needs minding. You choose where your energy goes, because there isn’t much spare.

Winter arrived, and I let it. Winter has a way of quietening everything. The outside noise drops away. The distractions thin out. What’s left is what’s real, what holds heat, what can actually sustain you. I stepped back during that time, not out of fear and not because of defeat, but out of self-preservation.
I needed less talking and more listening. Less reacting and more grounding.
Less explaining myself to people who were never listening anyway.

I’ve always known my nature. I’m a Dragon. And that doesn’t mean constant fire, drama, or noise. Dragons don’t perform. They don’t chase. They don’t roar on demand. Sometimes they retreat. Sometimes they rest. Sometimes they let the cold do its work while they shed what no longer fits.
That’s what these months have been. A shedding. A re-calibration.
A strengthening of boundaries that should have been firmer long ago.
Things were happening in the background that didn’t need commentary. Some situations are better understood with distance. Some truths don’t reveal themselves when you’re standing too close. Silence, I’ve learned, can be far more instructive than engagement.

Coming into a new year, a Fire Horse year, no less, feels right. Fire Horse energy doesn’t tolerate nonsense. It doesn’t linger where it’s unwelcome. It moves forward, even if that means leaving things behind. I feel that shift already. Less patience for noise. More clarity about what matters. A stronger instinct to protect my peace.

So this isn’t a comeback post. There’s nothing to come back from. It’s a continuation, quieter, steadier, and far more intentional than before. I’ll write when it’s true to do so. I’ll speak when there’s something worth saying.

For now, the kettle is on. The fire is banked, not out. The boots are by the door. Still a Dragon. Just needed winter.

Lesson of the Day ~ Granny Frass

“Silence isn’t absence. It’s choosing peace.”

Mae 🧡