2018. The consensus about 2018 is that it was a real dink of a year overall for most people. No exception for me, though I made some serious progress in therapy which will be a good and important thing and HR is a thriving piece of work and the midterm elections were rather encouraging, but yeah, that year in the rear view su-su-sucked. The ever-more-depressing state of the country shoulders a big part of the blame for my feelings of extreme good riddance, but there was also some personal turmoil and assorted sadness. I lost a person who was very important to my life and I never addressed it because I haven't really dealt with it. It's still surreal to me. Finally, a squirrel died in our attic during a heatwave and subsequently it rained maggots in my top floor for a week and that is as fitting of a metaphor for 2018 as I can conjure so I leave it at that. 2019: I have high hopes for you, baby. Not even that high, really, but if you manage to rise above the condition of indoor precipitation of the larval variety, it's already a win.
For my first yoga class of the year I chose a restorative class. Typically I'd pick the hardest, sweatiest class I could find to kickstart the emergence from the annual holiday excess-a-thon, and there will be time and need for that, but I deliberately chose the slow and restful class in order to set the desired tone for the year. Basically, I need to slow my brain the fuck down. I need to slow everything down, from how I process information to how I eat my meals to how I parent and participate in my marriage. I'm not focusing on change for the year so much as on accepting and appreciating things as they are, but in a thoughtful way.
Other goals for 2019:
-finish the first draft of my novel
-unlock a new level of good hair (yo, I can have shallow goals, as long as they're mindfully shallow)
-limit my social media, if nothing else, just cutting down on mindless feed scrolling
-maximize my yoga membership--including upping my restorative class attendance--because it makes me feel good and, hey, it's already paid for
-in that spirit, cut down on waste in all possible areas in my life
-shave another couple of minutes in my Falmouth Road Race time
-teach HR to ice skate
-see every member of this wretched, complicit and evil administration marched off to jail.
Plus, as ever, more music, more reading, more movies, more making art, more family time and board games and nurturing existing relationships and travel and adventure and learning and trying new things.
Now: I'm taking a month off, at least, from blogging. It's good for me to do that now and again. I'll miss it, but I've got a lot of good work to do in other areas so I'll be back after a reset.
Happy, Healthy New Year BEE BEEZ!!!!!