Do you remember when you were a kid? you would start twirling around looking up at the sky thinking the swirling view was fantastic. then 30 seconds or so into it the view started to get fuzzy and your tummy started to feel queasy. Even though you tried to plant your feet firmly on the ground it was pointless because the spinning continued far longer than you wanted it too. But then, laying in the grass you would smile and think wow that was fun but maybe not so long next time:) That is how I kind of feel every new year. I get all giddy with a million resolutions and plans for all the ways to perfect my life. then I set out to start the tasks I have so neatly written down in my brand new planner with the special pen purchased with it's only mission to mark off each item on that ever growing list. Within a short time I get that feeling of being overwhelmed. What to do first, how much time should I devote to each task, are there some that are completely selfish, am I not spending enough time on myself, and the worst one of all CAN I ACCOMPLISH ANY OF IT? Then I sit back and look over the list and say wow that's all great but maybe just a little less:)
I started to twirl into the new year but I think I caught myself before it became a blurr. I have set some short term and long term resolutions. Both temporal and spiritual all in the hopes of becoming a better person. more humble, charitable, organized and happy. I'll work at a steady pace hoping that as each item gets checked off it will bring peace instead of frustration. I think this should be the year I enjoy my accomplishments more and worry about my struggles less:)
