Nature smiling at me.
Every blog on the planet has written or is writing this Obligatory Blogger New Years Resolution Post (OBNYRP) for the internet to read. I don’t like writing this post because it feels cliche.
“Here’s where I’m going to pretend that I have it all together and share my goals with you and pretend that I hit them all in My Year-End Recap of this Year’s OBNYRP. Or I won’t hit them all and write a post come August about how I had the best intentions, but….” Bleh.
I’m in a mood.
But the thing is, I do have goals. Or, rather, shifts that I want to make in my life. Of course with the newness of a new year, we meditate on ways we want the next year to be different. Newness brings about a sense of fresh start. Although, I can’t understand exactly what changes when the clock hits 12am on New Years Eve…something does change. There’s newness and fresh starts sitting like a dew in the air ready for each of us to suck it in when the calendar turns to January 1st. And I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t have any shifts I’d like to see happen. Shifts in my marriage, my mothering, my creativity, my faith…
Shifts that aren’t just items to check off a list to make sure I’m keeping track of my goals.
These are shifts I’ve been meditating on long before the New Year crept up behind me.
Having thought on these issues for a while makes me feel like this is more than something to pursue because it’s a new year. But the clock striking midnight on December 31st welcomes any change that might want to open its door in your life, no matter how long it’s been waiting to come in.
These are shifts of the soul…ways of thinking…heart matters…
Being intentional with my time. Listening intently each day to what my calling is in that very moment – whether it be a text to a friend or creating a masterpiece – and being obedient to that nudge. Creating for the sake of creating, not approval. Loving others better.
These places are deep crevices where words to describe these feelings are hard to articulate as I write this OBNYRP.
My failure at articulating makes me wonder why I’m even writing this.
Maybe I’ll get to the point…
As I’m figuring out where best to spend my time, I know writing is the place where I feel at home. I’ve ignored that to chase other avenues that were basically me looking for the popular vote. However, part of the Shift in newness and examining my heart crevices is coming back to the familiarity of writing. Writing for me is like stepping into a sweet memory of the past; It’s safe and familiar and smells like a fresh baked treat coming out of the oven.
I know it’s where I’m supposed to be, writing. I’ve ignored it’s nudges, but I’m coming home, into its sweet memory.
And I may or may not articulate these Shifts processes with you as the year goes by. It may be in the privacy of my own journal.
But writing these Shifts down is what I’m meant to do. It’s what the newness is telling me to do.
That’s a glimpse into my resolutions.
New Years resolutions are a journey, not a checklist. So enjoy the journey, my friend. I’m excited to see where 2016 takes us.
Waiting patiently for sweet treats to come out of the oven.