Today I bought a bottle of Prosecco to kindly usher out 2016. The year included Sheila’s Excellent Adventure to the other side of the world back in May, as well as tons of political slime. If I dredge up the election I feel sick. So I’ve managed to file it away. Sure, I’ll resist the upcoming onslaught on democracy, defending democracy when I can.
What will I focus on?
Three activities to be carried out at least three times a week. Tried and true ways for me to feel positive. Being in nature is closely connected to my first goal of exercise, while listening to a stream, looking at flowers, or whatever the season presents.
EXERCISE is good for the brain. I feel more alive if I walk at least three miles or go to Pilates at least twice a week. Specifically, I’m committing to 30 squats a day, which supposedly will keep the nursing home away.
MINDFULNESS MEDITATION is a useful way to not dwell on the thoughts scurrying around in my head. They’re always there, but they don’t all deserve my undivided attention.
WRITE FOR AN HOUR A DAY. I’ve started on writing projects, giving up and telling myself I’m undisciplined, or that I’m too social to stay in my office like a “real writer.” Bullshit. All of it.
I’ve heard writers say they can’t not write. That’s not me. As satisfying as writing can be, it’s still work. Movies, books, popcorn, tea, chocolate, laundry all beckon. But an hour??? Damn. I can do it.
I’m not going to beat myself up. My three goals for 2017 — 3x a week=success! — seem doable.
Done with 2016. The new year will bring a new beginning, especially since Ethan and Steph’s baby will be born early in the year.
Happy New Year, dear readers, and good luck to us all!
HOW WILL YOU WELCOME THE NEW YEAR?