new year, different journey
By definition to resolve means to solve a problem. Which is exactly I why reject the idea of new year resolutions. I am not a problem to be resolved - and neither are you.
Which is not to say that I don’t believe in striving to reach new heights, or in refining habits, or learning new things, or in goal-setting - because I do. But I don’t believe that you can shame yourself into being someone you love and respect (and neither does science, by the way).
So I don’t set new year resolutions anymore. In fact, I didn’t do much of anything in the last few weeks of 2018 other than just be… be present, be with my family, be with strangers, be in nature, be in my body and not just my head. Just be.
It’s been blissful. Glorious, even.
Taking Time to Be
The Mister and I spent seven days in Maui, followed by a short road trip through the U.P. to see his family and then on to Green Bay and back.
We watched a sunrise from atop a volcano, drove one-lane, unpaved roads along brilliant cliffs in the rain, body-surfed waves, swam with sea turtles, shopped in remote art galleries (bumping into Woody Harrelson twice, no less!), ate magnificent food, attended a luau, spent evenings in hot tubs discussing politics with other travelers from all over the world, and dressed ourselves in 100 layers so we could sit for three hours in the end zone at Lambeau Field in 30 degree weather to watch the Lions demolish the Packers (sorry, Mom). We also hosted friends for late night drinks while home, visited with my family, napped nearly every day and spent copious hours tucked in our basement watching movies with the fireplace on.
So much presence. So much connection. So much rest and relaxation and renewal.
Other People's Plans
My social media streams are full of new year’s resolutions and proclamations right now. Multitudes of friends and acquaintances that have started new lives with the new year - new diets, new habits, new programs. I started to feel almost bad for a minute there - like I was late to the party because there is nary an inkling of an idea in this head of what I want 2019 to be.
I’m just not ready to go there yet. I needed some stillness first to teach me and remind me of what really mattered. It’s an important part of the journey - one that I often overlooked in the past. I know this year’s plan, whenever it comes, will be so much more fruitful because it was informed by a clear mind and clear heart.
What's Your Path?
Are you on your own timeline or path when it comes to new year plans? I’d love to hear your story. Drop a comment below or shoot me an email at email@example.com.
With much love and gratitude,
Ursula Adams, MSPOD
Ursula, I so enjoyed hearing about your incredible vacation. But I am even more grateful for you sharing that you’re just not ready to set your plan for this year yet. I’m in the same boat and started feeling mad guilty about it but I’m relieved to hear you’re not so I don’t need to be either! As always, thank you for sharing and for being you!! <3 Cara
1/3/2019 06:12:04 pm
I just want to say, how badass you are Ursula!!
1/3/2019 09:31:37 pm
Felt such a connection and kindredness with this post. Normally I would be in hyper drive with all kinds of new beginnings. New ideas, new hopes. And, like you, I just wasn't ready for it yet. I am going slow. Being mindful. Being. And I'm using January as an entire month (just because it feels right) to listen. It feels more simple, more authentic, and best of all- I have no fucking clue what will emerge. I will be joining the SheHive on the 21st for the Hell yeah 2019 workshop as part of this hybrid retreat | refresh | recalibrate | renew | remembrance. I'm loving this relaxed, mindful slow approach. 2019 is already wonderful.
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