New Year’s Resolution: Indulge (Because Ascension Without Fun Is a Scam)

Every January, the same tired list: Detox. Discipline. Delay gratification until further notice. It’s like the world collectively decides that denying the things that make you happy somehow makes you better.

Hard pass.

This year, let's make the New Year’s resolution radical, dangerous, and possibly illegal in certain areas 😂

I’m indulging in my pleasure. 

On purpose.

With joy.

With glitter.

With bass.

And no, indulgence is not anti-spiritual. In fact, I’d argue it’s one of the most spiritual things you can do.

Let’s remix the conversation.

Somewhere along the way, we were sold a spiritual narrative that goes like this: If it feels good, it must be suspicious. If it’s fun, it’s probably a distraction. If you enjoy it too much, you’re “avoiding your growth.”

This is the energetic equivalent of saying you can only listen to techno if the BPM is under 90 and no one is smiling.

The truth? Pleasure is information. It’s your nervous system saying, “ Yes. More of this frequency, please.” Ignoring that signal doesn’t make you enlightened, it makes you disconnected.

Spirituality isn’t about shrinking your joy until it fits into a certain aesthetic. It’s about inhabiting your life fully. Dessert included.

Pleasure Is a portal. Think about the moments you feel most alive: When the bass drops and your whole body locks into the rhythm. When you taste something so good you momentarily forget your name. When you laugh so hard your face hurts and time disappears.

Notice what’s happening there?

You’re having fun. You’re embodied. You’re out of your head. You’re not rehearsing your trauma or optimizing your productivity. You’re just having fun. That’s arrival.

Indulgence says: “I feel this, and I choose more aliveness.” It’s choosing what genuinely lights you up. It’s knowing that pleasure expands you. If it leaves you more happy afterward? That’s a compass.

So here’s the New Year’s resolution I’m suggesting:

• More yes to what feels good.

• Less apologizing for having fun.

• Zero spiritual guilt hangovers.

  
  

Indulge in music that makes your spine wake up. Food that doesn’t pretend it’s “just fuel”. Fashion that would make your future self smile and applaud and say, "You're here!"

This is about honoring your desires as a special signal, not a flaw to be corrected. You don’t need to earn pleasure by suffering first. That’s a pyramid scheme and the system always wins. Every other advanced society embraces fun. They twerk, walk the runway (a lot!), eat dessert first, and treat joy like a birthright instead of a reward.

True spirituality can laugh at itself. It knows cosmic jokes. It understands that taking life seriously is optional, but taking it playfully and wild is kind of the point. The divine isn’t offended by your pleasure, just the opposite. It invented dopamine. On purpose.

Instead of vowing to become smaller, stricter, or more “disciplined,” turn the volume up. What if you tried this:

• Indulge in what genuinely delights you.

• Trust pleasure as a teacher, not a temptation.

• Let fun and silliness be part of your practice.

  
  

Drop a beat. Eat the thing. Wear the outfit. Dance in your living room like the universe is watching, because it is, and it seems very happily entertained. Spirituality isn’t about denying yourself. It’s about indulging yourself. Turning the volume up until you can finally hear your true self.

And if that sounds like techno with Vess?

Fucking bring it.

You’re doing it right 😍

Because pleasure is regulating. When you allow yourself to experience fun without guilt, your nervous system actually settles. You don’t have to white-knuckle your way to enlightenment. You don’t have to “fix” yourself before you’re allowed to feel good. That constant self-monitoring...Am I being disciplined enough? Am I doing growth correctly?...isn’t holiness. It’s tension.

Pleasure relaxes the grip.

It brings you back into your body, back into rhythm, back into the moment where life is actually happening instead of being analyzed. This is why dancing works. This is why music works. This is why humor works. They bypass the control panel and plug straight into aliveness.

That’s not avoidance. That’s efficiency.

Control loves to masquerade as spirituality. Control says: regulate yourself, contain yourself, minimize yourself, and maybe - maybe - you’ll be rewarded later. Pleasure says: trust yourself now. Trust your yes. Trust your resonance.

One is fear-based. The other is frequency-based.

Advanced societies don’t fear pleasure. They design for it. They understand that when you're happy, you're kinder and more generous. Creative. Curious. Open. You don’t need to tell someone to be kinder when their lit up. You don’t need to micromanage someone who’s connected. Which is why pleasure has been framed as dangerous for so long. It makes people harder to control.

Pleasure is like techno. Techno doesn’t ask permission. It doesn’t explain itself. It doesn’t care if you’re “ready.” It just pulses. Repeats. Builds. And eventually your thinking mind gives up and your body takes over. That moment, when you stop denying yourself and start living, that’s the portal. That’s where insight sneaks in sideways. That’s where you remember who you are without effort.

Pleasure is spiritual shorthand. It collapses seriousness instantly. If you can laugh, you’re already free in that moment. Laughter is enlightenment with a punchline.

So when we talk about indulgence, we’re talking about alignment. About choosing experiences that return you to yourself instead of pulling you further away. Indulgence doesn’t dull you, it sharpens you. It doesn’t distract you, it tunes you. It doesn’t weaken your will, it restores it.

Which brings us back to New Year’s resolutions.

What if instead of promising to be better, you promised to do more of what feels good? What if you trusted that your desire isn’t random, but directional? That what you’re drawn to is pointing you somewhere alive?

This year, maybe growth doesn’t look like discipline. Maybe it looks like devotion - to fun, to curiosity, to delight, to whatever makes your eyes light up and your shoulders drop.

Maybe the most radical thing you can do is stop treating pleasure like a problem to solve and start treating it like a language you’re learning to speak fluently.

Fluent in messy. Fluent in loud. Fluent in sparkly.

So yes—indulge.

Indulge playfully. Indulge with awareness. Indulge without apology. Indulge like someone who understands that fun isn’t the opposite of depth, it’s one of the deepest expressions.

The future isn’t full-time isolation in a cave. The future isn’t joyless. The future has a sense of humor, a good beat, a shit-ton of fashion, and absolutely no interest in guilt or fear for doing everything you love.

Turn it up.

Indulgence is not only allowed, it's highly recommended.