The No-Word Year

standard January 4, 2016 Leave a response

I love the act of picking a word each year, one word to focus on, to center on, to aim for, to help you come back to what mattes, what counts. I’ve picked some doozies over the years. Great words that have been inspiring, motivating, even comforting. (I fully, 100% embraced last year’s word, Cry. In fact, I think I cried almost every day in 2015. Because I’m an overachiever like that…)

This year though? I’ve been struggling to find The Word. The right one. The one that would sum up everything I want out of 2016.

Personal and professional success. Joy. Comfort. Stability. To feel fulfilled by everything that fills the hours of my working days. To connect more, engage more, partake more. In life, in relationships, in everything.

Everything I came up with felt so big, so overwhelming. It all just left me feeling like I needed more time to lick my emotional wounds, to take care of myself, to sit on the couch in comfy clothing, knitting while my TV friends engaged in their own dramas.

So, instead of picking a big word like Engage, or Immerse, or Conquer, all of which I wish I were ready for, I think I’m going to give myself a break. I’m going to keep making my goals small and tangible. I’m going to keep getting through small chunks of time instead of trying to stare down a whole year.

I have high hopes for the year ahead. I plan to enjoy watching The Zen Pencil take off and change people’s lives. I know I’m going to make my consulting clients really, truly happy. I’m greatly looking forward to enjoying my kids, my husband, my family, and my friends.

But I’m not going to burden any of it with more than just hopes. No quarterly goals. No big words to live up to. Just days to be crossed one at a time, with whatever energy and mettle I have that particular day.

So I might not cook 7 healthy meals a week, or lose the last 10 pounds stubbornly hanging on. I might not run a race or even around the block. But I will be treating myself with the kid gloves and the kindness I deserve.

I’m usually the queen of words, embracing their power whenever and wherever I can. This year, I’m embracing space. The space to heal, to grow, to be, without judgement or pressure.

Let’s see what that leads to, shall we?

2016 is the No Word Year

Past Words:

2011 – Guide

2013 – Brave

2014 – Embrace

2015 – Cry

 

 

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