Devotion, brave, thrive and fun are words which have beckoned each of the past four years like guiding stars. I didn't know mindfully choosing one word for a New Year's resolution could be so powerful.
This practice won't fit for everyone. I'm the personality type whose overly generous all year long with thirty day challenges and vision boards. I love to find new projects for the full moon and shake things up at the tide of seasons. By New Years, goals are traditionally three pages long, so simplifying, to one word, is liberating to say the least.
I lean into the new year around Thanksgiving. This year I heard an invitation to focus on an important area of my life which I long to see expand, AND, am deliberately avoiding because of discomfort.
Done. Easy enough.
My book, my book, my book. The fucking book!
My word is write. Alexander will write, write, write! Right?
Like a proud parent I hold my word close and imagine a final draft in hand by March 17, 2017.
Suddenly there's a second word trailing right behind write, like a twin.
"No!" I exclaim.
"Yes, Alexander," the rebuttal's clear.
If you wanna get married you have to date, and wouldn't it be fun to make your main dating objective last year's word -- fun.
Have fun dating. You can do it Alexander. You can learn.
With words in each arm I gaze at their potential.
This is good.
I have my focus for 2017.
If I'm not dating, I'm writing. And if I'm not writing I'll be fussing about writing. Funny, did you notice there are new entries every day at the Blog so far this year?
Write Alexander! It's time to write, since I went on a date last night.