11/25/2025
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✨ Why “Landslide” Hits Different Right Now ✨
I heard a woman singing Landslide by Fleetwood Mac today…and the lyrics hit in a way they never have before. And if you’ve been going through a year of shedding, endings, ego deaths, and identity dissolving this might land for you too.
Sometimes a song finds you only when you’re ready to understand it.
This time, my soul heard every word.
“Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?”
That line isn’t just poetic, it’s the story of this entire year.
A year of tidal change.
A year of letting go.
A year where every illusion, relationship, expectation, and outdated version of self washed away with the tide.
Many of us didn’t sail through it…
We survived it.
“Can I handle the seasons of my life?”
This season, this death season has been the deepest one yet.
The season of: endings, nervous system collapse, relationships dissolving, roles outgrowing themselves, truths surfacing you hoped you wouldn’t have to face
It’s the season between who you were forced to be and who you’re becoming.
And it is felt.
“But time makes you bolder… even children get older…”
This is the line that hits the lineage in us.
The mother in us.
The child in us.
The part of us who had to grow up too soon.
The part who is now watching our children navigate their own shadows, their own fears, their own becoming.
It hits the version of us who never had anyone to hold us but somehow learned how to hold everyone else.
“I’ve been afraid of changing, ’cause I built my life around you.”
Not “you” as in a person.
But “you” as in:
the fixer
the healer
the one everyone leaned on
the one who kept the peace
the one who carried the emotional labor
the one who lived for others
the one who held everything together
This year forced so many of us to let that identity die. And what we feel now isn’t fear it’s the grief of changing.
“If you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills…”
That’s where many of us are standing right now:
In the early winter.
The death season.
The quiet before the rebirth.
Everything is stripped back.
No roles.
No masks.
No expectations.
Just the truth of who we are now raw, unfiltered, and finally visible.
We are seeing our own reflection clearly for the first time.
And it’s beautiful.
And heartbreaking.
And holy.
Go have a listen and If you cry hearing this song… you’re not alone.
Your spirit recognized itself in the lyrics.
Because this is your landslide.
This is the collapse that brings clarity.
This is the shedding before the renewal.
This is the death before the rebirth in 2026, the Year of the Fire Horse.
You are not breaking down.
You are breaking open.
And when the dust settles…
you will recognize yourself in a way you never have before.
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