Usually, I’d have sat down and hammered out goals and aspirations for the next 12 months by now. What’s a new skill I want to learn? What bad habit will I break? What new place will I travel to? This year has been different.
Usually, I feel like I have a lot of learning to do. I need a kick in the pants. Some changes need to be made. It’s time to buckle down and focus. It’s not that I don’t, but this year has been different.
This time around, I didn’t wait for landmark dates to make changes, to initiate movement, or strive for a better me.
This time around, when I sat down to hash out next year’s goals, I came up empty. Not because I don’t have any, but because the momentum is already there and the goals are already in place. I don’t have anything new.
Usually, I would say something like, “Go on an adventure.” This time I say, “Have more adventure.” It’s not, “Go someplace new.” It’s, “Keep going.” Usually it’s, “Read 12 books.” This time it’s, “Keep reading what inspires you.”
Sometimes I pick a theme for the year. “Intention” was one, “Adventure” was another. “Solitude,” “Peace,” and “Reflection” were others. They were all chosen to keep me focused on what I needed to be doing, how I should do it, and feelings that I was trying to cultivate in my life.
“Adventure” seems a good theme for this year, but it doesn’t feel significant enough. This year was a fantastic display of adventure. I did things that I never before thought my body could do. I set adventure goals and I didn’t stop working until I accomplished them. Each tick mark of completion immediately was followed up by the next aspiration.
So, this year “adventure” seems just a little trite. Not quite enough. This year, the theme is “More.”
More expanding my comfort zone.
More good food.
More pushing my boundaries.
More meeting people.