“I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible; to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance, to live so that which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom, goes on as fruit. –Dawna Markova a three-time Cancer survivor
When the kids went back to school on Jan 2nd a fellow parent asked me what my resolutions for the new yearwere and I realized that – for the first time in as long as I can remember – I hadn’t actually made any.
Not only had I not made any, it hadn’t even crossed my mind to make any.
I couldn’t decide if that was a good sign – Am I accepting myself as I am? – or a bad one – Have I gotten so complacent or wrapped up in parenting my kids that I can’t even be bothered to resolve something for myself?
I have decided to go with “good sign,” and instead of making a resolution to change something about myself or to give something up, I am going to choose a word – just one word – that signifies what I want this year to be about.
This idea came from a service I have attended over the past few years at Seattle Unity Church. Each January, Unity hosts the White Stone Ceremony in which participants enter into a meditation in order to choose their word for the year.
After dropping the kids off that day, I went home and sat in silence for a few minutes, waiting to see what word would appear in my mind. The word that showed up was OPEN.
As in, I want to be more OPEN to possibilities. For my day, my year, my life.
I want to try less to control what happens in my life and be more OPEN to what is happening.
I want to be more OPEN to all the experiences of life. To the pain and the sorrow, to the joy and the bliss, to the ordinary and the mundane.
I want to be more OPEN to the people around me. Listen more, speak less, judge less. Let it be okay; whatever “it” is.
OPEN feels like a field of wonder and possibility and isn’t that what a new year is all about?
What’s your word?
Whatever it is, I hope your new year is filled with lots of it. Happy New Year to you!
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