Oh, you guys. You know how I feel about resolutions. You know I believe that waiting until the New Year to make a resolution is entirely unnecessary, and that resolutions often set us up to fail. You know that for me, September is my New Year anyway.
But. 2016 is coming, and I can’t deny that. So. In the year to come?
I resolve to be.
To breathe when it’s easy, and breathe when it feels impossible.
To laugh.
To live in each moment, whatever it may be.
To embrace the love, the bliss, the terror, the sorrow.
To embrace each moment, because each moment is this life.
To know that nothing – not the tide, not the weather, not a feeling, lasts forever.
To remember: this feeling will pass.
To go about my life, whether floating on sparkly white magical light, or plodding through dark black muddy clouds.
To trust the ones who say they want to hear.
To speak my truth when it feels safe and right to do so.
To know that my truth is the truth.
To remember that despite how big a mountain looks, each step counts. One step further from the bottom, closer to the top.
To remember my worth.
To remember that I am deserving.
To float, rather than fight.
To live this next year as I lived the last. With twists and turns and joy and grief and light and darkness.
In this coming year, I resolve to be.
