Today I stand before a closing curtain. In truth, I feel like I’m still in dress rehearsal. Life is funny that way, isn’t it? No matter how many experiences and scars we collect, all of the ways we stretch and strengthen ourselves or how many dreams we satisfy on our bucket lists, I don’t think we ever stop feeling raw and newborn in certain aspects. But, then again, every time we glance backwards, we stand in awe of how far we are from where we’ve been. Life is sweetly surprising and tricky like that.
Let me arrive at the point: This is my final bow on this stage. But do not confuse it with a goodbye. More than anything else, this is me waving hello.
In a matter of a few short months, when you type this site into your browser, you will be redirected elsewhere. Many of the articles will transfer over, but some will be laid to rest with the ghosts of ideas and perspectives past. This is fitting considering that, in a matter of a day, we will all be ringing in a brand-spanking new year. As my fingers move across this keyboard, new resolutions are being written all over the world. Meal plans are being made and new planners are being scribbled upon. Party dresses are being pressed and hung. Champagne toasts are being prepared and reflections are being had. It’s a magical time, and I am stimulated by the intangible buzz of it. I love the feel of energy shifting; it’s a beautiful thing.
Whether we are ready or not, we will all be moving onward – way up there where 2018 lives on high. And, truly, I hope that, wherever you are in your journey of seeking beauty, seeking love, seeking self or seeking the realizations of your most worthy ideals, 2018 is a dear, kind and generous friend to you. Above all, thank you, whoever you are and whether you have been with me since the dawn of this whole thing, found me during The Huffington Post days, read one of my articles in a magazine or are just now stumbling upon me. I’m a passionate steward of my work, it means a lot to me that you shared in it, and I hope you’ll continue riding with me.
So, why then, am I disassembling this brand that I built three years ago – one that has brought with it so much pleasure, growth, transcendence and adventure? For one, It’s been a hectic 2017. I became editor-in-chief for a magazine, and I have been busy with in-depth freelance work for a couple of other magazines as well (one of which will be published in early 2018 by an extremely well-known brand and pertains to a controversial issue that is relevant to most women; stay tuned!). My days typically consist of dreaming up content, securing content, assigning stories, interviewing for stories, writing stories, editing stories and occasionally filming video conversations. 2017 has been the year of planting so many wild and wonderful seeds (I interviewed some of the most brilliant and fascinating individuals on the planet!), and now the garden is about to start sprouting up all around me. I’m bracing myself for sure.
But, most importantly, an unexpected opportunity came in for a landing this summer. Said opportunity has me knee-deep in the researching and writing of a book. Oh, but not just any book; a book that will explore the nuances of fame, power, money and humanity, while offering up entertaining and compelling insights into some of the idiosyncrasies and perspectives of the people the world most idolizes. I realize I’m being vague and I wish I could reveal more, but I cannot just yet. I ask only that you blow me your sincerest virtual kisses and send over as many abundant prayers and well-wishes as you can offer while my co-author and I prepare to negotiate the best publishing deal over the next few months. I’m foaming at the mouth with excitement about it, and I know it is something many of you are going to devour.
But here’s the real honey of this whole long and sprawling explanation (sorry; I tend to get wordy and writerly): The ultimate reason I’m stepping off of this stage is because I’m building a new one. And I can’t exist in two worlds. That’s right: I’m launching a whole new brand with a sparkling new name, face and personality. Also a broader wingspan. A variety of contributors, too. The Daily Doll just doesn’t quite fit me anymore. It began to feel stifling the more I grew through it – the name, the style, the layout, the feel of it. Because I no longer felt aligned with it (while experiencing the busiest year of my life, career- and travel-wise), I was not a good garden-keeper of it. This revealed itself in my lack of content and newsletters.
I will continue to hold a space of adoration for this journey, and I’m proud of every moment invested because it represents the truth of who I was at the time of its creation. But continuing to add to it would feel like slipping on a pair of shoes that no longer feel comfortable on my feet.
We cannot go backwards can we, friends? We cannot stay smaller than we’re meant to be. We have to check in with ourselves regularly and be sure that our endeavors are commanding that we progress. I did that, and in the process of doing that, realized the next right step was not refinement; it was reinvention. I must be true to this urging because that has been the point all along, you know? We must listen to the whispers life gives us. This is what I want for each of you as well. We must remember that we are not hostages to any creation, endeavor, mindset, relationship or trend. We aren’t even hostages to being who we were five minutes ago. So, in order to convey my passionate and unapologetic stance regarding that, I must dare to live that. This means goodbye, but 2017 confirmed for me that some goodbyes bring far better hellos. So, here goes.
(Psst. If you wish to stay informed about the new brand, book and other near-future unfoldings, simply subscribe here. I won’t send more than a couple of emails about each and I’ll never share your information with anyone; that’s a promise.)
Happiest New Year to you. May you be joyful and prosperous. I’ll see you again… soon!
Lacey Johnson | TheDailyDoll.com