I don’t care about January 1st. I care about this.

I’ve never cared much about January 1st.

If all the New Year celebrations feel weird to you too, maybe nothing is wrong with you. Maybe the timing was wrong all along. We’ve been taught to “start fresh” at a moment when the earth is literally asleep. No light. No warmth. No movement. And then we wonder why our January goals collapse before February.

You’re not failing. You’re trying to bloom in winter.

Honestly… what genius decided that the “new year” begins in the darkest moment of the cycle?

The whole New Year partying thing has always felt off to me. Forced and artificial. Like we’re celebrating a moment that isn’t actually an ending or a beginning. A night pumped full of booze and fireworks, disturbing the sacred rest of winter, nature’s actual downtime, while pretending it means renewal.

But the shift that’s been building underneath all of that… that one I do feel.

Shedding season

Looking back, the past year (2025) really was shedding season.

Old skin, old layers, old versions: gone.

Not because I wanted to “work on myself”, but because something in me simply refused to fit into an old shape and it just kind of happened. It was intense. And it was time.

In hindsight, it carried strong Snake energy. Tightening. Shedding. No shortcuts. The kind of transition you don’t plan, it happens to you.

After my ‘coming out’ in my practice last summer came the strange in-between.
Not who I was, not yet who I’m becoming.

There was upheaval in systems. Old structures stopped holding. Even identities that had made perfect sense for years suddenly felt too small. The universe giving me a very clear, very firm nudge to continue shedding what no longer fit.

That liminal space isn’t comfortable.
But it’s honest.

And now… something else is coming in

And now… you can feel the Fire Horse energy coming in.

Not fully here yet, but unmistakably building.
With loud snoring and the drum of pounding hooves. Fasten your seatbelts.

Because Fire Horse energy is not the polite version of anything.

It doesn’t wait.
It doesn’t perform.
It doesn’t adapt to make people comfortable.

It moves when something inside says “now”, and it stops cooperating the moment the world demands too much.

The shift from Snake into Fire Horse isn’t subtle. It’s the movement from release into ignition. From letting go into forward motion. Heat. Direction. Force.

I know this energy well. I live with it.

I have a horse like that. Zaz. (Yeah, it is her in the picture!)

She is fire in horse form: autonomous, stunning, alert, uncompromising. You don’t force her. You don’t “manage” her. You meet her with respect, and if something in you resonates with her, she moves with you. If not, she steamrolls right through you.

No grey areas. No pretending. She doesn’t do performance, she does presence.

And if I’m honest: she is a lot like me.
Not in literal behaviour. In essence.

How I move. How I work.

I don’t move from pressure. I move from ignition.

I don’t guide people by giving them steps, but by bringing them back to themselves and letting their own steps surface.

I don’t follow the marketing and sales rules of the online world. I follow the pulse inside me that says, “This is the moment. Throw your heart on a plate and breathe your fire.”

The last cycle required a lot of necessary truth-telling with myself. Fun and uncomfortable at the same time.

But the cycle we’re entering has momentum.
The “don’t hold back” quality that has always lived inside of me, even when I wasn’t fully naming it yet.

Fire Horse energy doesn’t arrive to teach you something new.
It arrives to demand that you live what you already know.

This is the work

The people I work with feel that shift.

One of them wrote after a session:
“I booked one session out of support and curiosity. Turns out I booked a journey back to myself. I feel different. More accepting of myself as a whole.”

That’s the work.

People don’t come to me with a problem.
They come with a desire they haven’t dared to name yet.

The experience is light, safe and playful, even when we hit the deep stuff. And the shifts happen at identity level, not behaviour level.

Astrologers point to the period we’re moving into as a once-in-human-history ignition point. A planetary alignment powerful enough to shift civilizations. A collective “no going back”.

Cycles like these don’t flip on a single date. They announce themselves months in advance. First as discomfort. Then as clarity. Then as a refusal to wait any longer.

We’re in that threshold now.
Not at the finish line. Not at the starting gate.
Right in the moment where hesitation starts to feel heavier than movement.

And I mean it when I say: this is what I’m here for. To walk alongside you through this period, to help you navigate the intensity instead of getting swallowed by it, and to make sure you use the momentum instead of being used by it.

How you can step into this

I’m working on a low-threshold online programme, currently in its try-out phase. Small groups at first, later fully self-sourced. It’s about reach. About momentum. About people who are done abandoning themselves and ready to step into full agency. Lighting their fire one by one. A quiet revolution.

That programme might already be the spark you need. That’s why it is called SPARK.

And maybe you’ll feel: no, I want the depth too.

That’s available, but intentionally limited. I’m no longer filling my calendar wall to wall. I want space to write. The writing is going to carry this work far beyond sessions. That’s not delusion. That’s clarity.

Private online work:

IGNITE
One session.
For when something is pulling but you can’t name it yet.
We open it. You meet yourself. Things move.

MOMENTUM
Three sessions.
Where things settle in your system.
You act differently because you are different.

REWIRE
Five sessions.
For those who know it’s time to stop circling around themselves.
For those who feel the Fire Horse energy rising and want to live from it, not think about it.

You don’t need to be broken to begin.
You just need that small internal twitch that says “I’m done waiting for myself.”

If the last cycle stripped us down, the next one lights the match.

The only real question is not when the year begins, but this:

If this is true… then what are you doing about it?

You know where to find me.

Love, Annemarijn