As arbitrary as it can feel, a new year draws a line in the sand: it’s time to reset and start again.
A sect of the wellness world seems to dislike the word “resolutions” – I’m not sure if this due to feeling badly about not sticking with something, or not being chill enough, or…?! To me, the word resolution means clarity and vigour. It means direction.
If you prefer to call it “intentions”, then go for it! Whatever semantical acrobatics you want to use, I think there’s nothing wrong with wanting to evolve, and that desire can include appreciating who you are at this moment.
Yes, it can be both.
My resolution / goal / intention / manifestation / to do list for this year is to REST more. I spent most of my teenage years and 20s in a sleep-deprived fog because I was so hell bent on doing, doing, doing. I’m quite sure that in many ways I was just working against myself.
In the past few years, I have set about shifting how I think about work / rest. It is a continuing saga, but essentially, I want to work smarter, not harder. And in between, I want to rest.
What about you: what do you want? How have you been going about it? Is it what you truly want, or what others tell you to want?
It’s hard to go against the tide of the culture. It’s hard not to feel like we’re “falling behind”. In some ways, this pandemic has only amplified the feeling of being in some gaslight-y race towards betterment. I don’t know where we’re going, or if it’s worthwhile; whatever it is, I’d like to move towards it in a well-rested state so I can better face it.
Here’s to feeling okay about ourselves, while knowing there’s always room to grow.