The Year of Becoming is “The process of coming to be something or of passing into a state.” —Oxford Languages.

My word for the year ended up being Becoming. Honestly, I don’t remember what my original word was, but I know it wasn’t this. The previous year, my word was Bodacious, and it was. So it makes sense that this one would follow. Becoming pulled all those bold, expansive energies into something more integrated. It marked a season of personal truth, unfolding one moment at a time.

But becoming required something first: release. I had to let go in order to allow expansion. I had to enable an even deeper level of spiritual and personal trust. Without that trust, I wouldn’t have become who I am now.

To help you understand, I’ve broken down this season into its granular details, the small moments that unlocked the glimmers. These are the moments that created what you now know as Glimmers in the Granular.

It began in January, when I started working with a new business coach who had a business model cloaked in the freedom of choice. If I just followed the steps all her clients followed, success would come.

So, I created and promoted a workshop on mom guilt. Day after day, I pushed through the tasks and the to-do list. And even though something felt off, I overrode my instincts and told myself, “This is what it takes.” My head said she’s the expert, you can do hard things, so stay the course.

Did you know there are two types of courage?

There’s the courage that arises when you’re fully present. The energy behind it is aligned, grounded, and connected. You know you want to do the thing. Then there’s the courage that pushes you forward while quietly disconnecting you from yourself. On the outside, they may look the same. But only one is in flow.

When I finally delivered the workshop, it felt unnatural, like the princess on a hundred mattresses who still couldn’t sleep because of one tiny pea. Underneath all the things I was doing to create the workshop, a persistent feeling, a quiet, granular whisper, was nudging me and asking me to listen.

Each tiny misalignment was a signal. The more I tried to do, the worse it felt. Until finally, I stopped.

I finally understood. I had to climb down, layer by layer, and dismantle everything that wasn’t working: contracts, programs, promises, expectations.

I turned inward. Checked in with my energy and reclaimed what I’d handed over.

During this realignment process, I said to my husband, “I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m taking the summer off. I’ll keep seeing my current clients, but that’s it for now.” That declaration created space for me.

Did you know each glimmer has its own energetic pulse? Some arrive quietly, like a newborn gently blinking into the world. Others roar in, rearranging everything in an instant.

Once I took the pressure off, a baby glimmer arrived. I began trusting myself again, trusting my feelings and my instincts. Each morning, I let the day unfold naturally. Whether it was client work, gardening, or writing, I carefully listened to and followed my inner knowing.

Then came the next glimmer: an email from Dr. Cindy announcing a writer’s retreat in Galveston. I immediately felt a ‘yes’ in my whole body. But I hesitated. I didn’t want to force anything. I wasn’t even writing anything at the time. What would I work on?

That feeling reminded me of when I met Michael. I was done dating, fully content. And then an email popped into my inbox asking me to meet for coffee. I felt the same immediate yes, but I ignored it at first and quickly started cleaning my entire house. It felt like the angels were pushing me from behind to accept. I couldn’t ignore it.

Both times, I followed the yes.

A week before the retreat, I still had no idea what I’d write. While Michael and I were walking Olivia in the park, the next glimmer of inspiration arrived. As I started talking, because it's one of the ways I connect with my creative urges, it appeared. The 12 Truth Bombs lead magnet I was creating morphed into something bigger. After all, I’d been perfecting them over the past decade, and they sparked real transformation for my clients.

What if those truth bombs became a monthly mailing?

I’d always wanted to create something physical and meaningful, real, and sent with intention. Now I could see it clearly.

At the retreat, I opened my laptop at the beach and began writing. I didn’t have the program name yet, but I knew one word had to be there: granular. Because that’s where truth lives. That’s where healing begins.

It was a perfect day: Ocean breeze, the rhythm of creation, and the joy of writing for no other reason than to express. And then, just before lunch, my computer flashed the Blue Screen of Death. I froze. Everything was unrecoverable.

I stayed calm. I didn’t tell anyone right away. I went to lunch, joined the group activity, then took the afternoon off. Later, in my room, I cried, called Michael, and permitted myself to pause. I didn’t know what I was going to do.

But when I stopped asking, “How could this happen to me?” and started asking, “Why did this happen?” I saw it. I had fallen into the trap of trying to get it right. To say it perfectly, to meet invisible expectations from the outside world. As a Human Design Manifestor type, my natural state is to be the one who informs. However, I was in a responding mindset: what do my readers want?

The next morning, I started over. This time, I wrote from my heart. What came through was entirely different; aligned, connected, true.

Once you get the hang of noticing your granulars, they start inviting their friends. It’s a building process. The universe whispers, “Hey, she’s getting it. She’s in flow. Let’s keep this momentum going”.

I spent the rest of the year creating from flow. Looking back, I can hardly believe how hard I used to work to become what I already was.

And that’s how Glimmers in the Granular was born.

I invite you to reflect on your own life. What tiny moments have been calling you forward? Once you notice the granulars, they will lead you to the glimmers, and they start to multiply. They open you to what’s already unfolding. They guide you back to yourself.