At the spin class I go to regularly, they start each class with the idea that you “set your intention for the class.” Do you want to gain strength? Lose stress? Feel zen? It is your ride and therefore whatever you put into it, is what you get out.
That is how I feel about 2013. I want to start the year by setting my intention. Not resolutions, because my resolutions are always the same, “I’m going to lose weight and work out more, blah, blah, blah.” But what do I want this year to be?
I’ve already called it the year of change. And it is that. But it can also be so much more.
I want 2013 to be the year I chose to be happy. And I am happy, most of the time. But I want 2013 to be the year, when given the choice, between happiness or unhappiness, to be mad or let it go, to gossip or walk away, that I choose happy. I believe that happiness can be a choice. That you can choose to be happy, and lately, more often than not, I have chosen not be happy.
I have so much in my life to be happy about. I have a family I adore, true, really good friends, this amazing community, a new job, a roof over my head, and all the food I could ever want. (There are these one pair of Kate Spade shoes that apparently don’t exist anymore but we won’t discuss that.) But even given this abundance of riches, too often I let the little, or big annoyances in life get to me.
I watched Michael, twice last week, completely “roll with the punches” without melting down. One was a canceled play date as we were driving to the friend’s house because the friend unexpectedly got sick, and the other was a special outing that couldn’t happen because when we got there the place was closed. And each time, he shrugged his shoulders and gracefully accepted a plan B. My 7-year-old was more graceful in disappointment than I am.
My intention, this year, is to choose happiness every step along the way. To let go of long ago hurts that I’m still holding onto. To accept people’s imperfections for what they are, imperfections. No one, is in fact, perfect. And most people don’t mean to hurt you. To say no when I need to say no, for me, but to say yes also. Because sometimes getting off the couch on a Tuesday night and meeting a friend for a glass of wine is EXACTLY what you need. (But let’s do that AFTER the middle of February because my no alcohol detox diet starts again next week.)
Happy New Year. Much love and HAPPINESS to you and yours in the coming year.