December 2025: Fog, Fire, and One Open Door

(A love letter from the Field to your nervous system)

December doesn’t ease you in. It sharpens your tongue on the 4th, slams a wall in front of your momentum on the 8th, lifts a fog you didn’t know you were living in on the 10th, then immediately drops you into the thickest confusion of the year on the 14th.

But here’s the plot twist your nervous system already registered: By the 15th, your scattered fire becomes a laser. By the 19th, your dreams demand skeletons. By the 21st, the longest night asks if you still believe in anything. By the 24th, love stops performing and starts building. And by the 29th, a corridor opens that won’t open again in quite this way.

This month is not for controlling. It’s for surfing.

That strange pressure behind your sternum around November 28th? That wasn’t holiday stress. That wasn’t the pie. That was your body pre-loading frequencies before your conscious mind got the memo. Your cells started reading December while your personality was still arguing about Thanksgiving leftovers.

You’re not anxious. You’re an…