I chose a word of the year for 2015, but I don’t remember it. Typically a word has such a strong hold on me that even if I don’t practice the word, I can tell you exactly what it is. Call my memory lapse pregnancy brain (leftover), call it lack of sleep. Either way, it bothers me that I can’t remember because that means I have strayed so far from center.
After taking inventory of the past year in December, there was one common theme. I am so out of balance with myself I don’t recognize me.
My time is consumed with nursing, calming a fussy baby, trying to keep my marriage alive, making new friends, keeping old friends, taking care of my dog, my cats, and maintain the household. A momma, a wife, a friend, and a tasker. The term I use that encompasses all the junk we do to keep our world afloat; laundry, cleaning, taking out the garage, yard work, general maintenance of anything and everything.
And as hard as I’ve tried to keep it all together, I still feel like I’m failing every day. So it didn’t come as a surprise when I took stock of my spirt, mind, and body and found it weary and threatening to turn on me.
I don’t remember what it feels like to move, to dance, to write, to meditate, to sleep through the night, to run alone, to read a book. And I miss these things. I miss me.
I sat with this information for a while and I realized that in order for me to stop feeling like this I have to take care of myself. I am only as good to others as I am to myself, but making a list of resolutions and sticking to them feels like another task.
The overwhelming feeling of putting all I want into place simultaneously is more than I can handle, and yet every where I look the message is clear. Start your resolutions!
First of all, I don’t want to resolve to do anything. Life shouldn’t be black and white. It only sets you up to fail. I want my life to be fluid so I set my intentions accordingly. If they happen, fantastic, if they don’t, there is a reason and I usually learn something new about myself when it doesn’t pan out.
So I’m saying stop with the resolution madness. Turn off your tv, stop reading articles about how to set and keep resolutions. Change doesn’t happen overnight and doing everything you set to do this year in the first few weeks is downright ridiculous.
Here is my approach this year. I am choosing a word of the year (WOY) and that’s it. It is one word and I have the entire year to work on it. I chose the word VIGOR. It feels active and full of energy. It feels like a practice and that’s exactly what I need.
VIGOR -healthy physical or mental energy or power; vitality.
How do you put a WOY into practice? Ask yourself one question. What has to happen to make VIGOR work in 2016?
Then set out to answer the question. I wrote pages about what I want vigor to look like in my life. It looks a little like this.
Run | use essential oils | practice yoga on a regular basis | meditate every day | sugar detox | drink as much water as possible | write in my journal | listen to music | create something…anything | read books | chronicle life in photos | go on dates | find a coaching space | create a gratitude program | clean out all the closest and purge | connect | find a quality caregiver for P | eat real food | practice body gratitude | start a creative business with my wife | correct my neck issues | love deeply | heal and be healed
Jump in. Start small. If you are planner like me, sit down with your calendar and break up your intentions into days, weeks, or months. Start as small as you possibly need to start. Running is on my list, but I until I get rid of something on my schedule to create the space to run, it isn’t going to happen. But I know it will open up. I trust the process, and in the meantime I walk my dog and my son. Putting on my running shoes, getting outside and giving us all a dose of sunshine is enough for today. Walking will one day turn into running.
What can you do today to be WOY? If you do this, by December 31st you will have 365 moments of doing something that has gotten you closer to your heart’s intentions.