A new year is upon us which always challenges me to think about the events of the past year, things I did well, what I’d like to add to my life, and commitments to make to myself and others in the next year.
I don’t have any brilliant ideas yet… I want more balance. I want to share more of myself with others and shoulder their burdens and challenges. I want to give more hugs, bake more cakes, read more books and get rid of the junk I own but don’t need.
I want to keep exercising because my body feels good when I do. I want to keep reading fun books that make me think about life from a new perspective or stir my creative thought. I want to create more, even if my paintings are unpolished and my sketches lack realism. I want this year to be a year of growth and progress and bounty. I want to create a year of joy and gratitude and blessing.
The only way to make these high and lofty ambitions into reality is to dedicate to the work needed to make them happen. So I for one will be spending the next few days figuring out just how to make that happen.
It won’t be perfect. 2019 will not be the year I achieve every goal, make my life a utopia, and *arrive*. What would there be left to do in 2020 if I did? No, 2019 won’t be 365 days of dedication and bliss. There will be days that I lose focus on my goals. I’ll ditch the plan, give up on the dream and make excuses.
But 2019 will be a year of grace. There will be more patience. I will make progress, and move toward my vision, and grow in ways I can’t yet imagine. I will embrace the new adventures and celebrate the past year for all that it brought into my life.
May your new year be one of celebration, preparation and manifestation.