AS THE NEW YEAR APPROACHES, I wondered how I would be “celebrating” it. It has been a long time since I’ve deliberately stayed up to see the New Year noisily heralded in. In recent years, I try, but fall asleep, only to be awakened by neighbors celebrating. Not an irritating thing…a little bit like an alarm clock reminding me of the time, so I usually mumble ‘Happy New Year, everybody’ to my critters and fall back asleep.
Yesterday, I finally figured it out (tentatively), for both before and after the new year debuts. Writing, writing and more writing before the celebration. Then, I get to go play on the Peninsula, sketching and photographing nature with a group on New Years Day, so I certainly won’t be staying up late.
The New Year’s Eve celebration craziness is less and less appealing to me as I get older. I don’t think it’s age related. It’s not that special of an event for me. It’s just another day. Yes, a new year is making an appearance, but I’ve never been a ‘party-hardy’ kinda girl, so I don’t need it as an excuse to party, which is how so many look at New Years Eve.
For me, it means I’ve managed to fly through another year relatively unscathed, look forward to another adventurous year ahead and, I’ve got to remember to write 2013 rather than 2012. Historically, it will take a few weeks before I can, without thought, scrawl the right date on my checks, notes and letters.
And what about making New Years resolutions? Has anyone been able to keep their resolution? (Where on earth did this tradition come from, anyway?) For many, many years, I would make, then turn around and almost immediately break all of the resolutions I’ve ever made. Finally, I made one resolution I was able to keep. My resolution? To never make another resolution.
Instead, I find that I prefer to review my life, weighing the accomplishments, wishes and dreams to see how I’ve fared. I celebrate those things done well and try to figure out what I should do better with the other stuff — and there is always room for improvement and another year to work on it. So, would these qualify as resolutions? I don’t know. And, honestly, I don’t care. To me, it’s simply an ongoing, personal evaluation. Moving forward, with a positive twist to it.
I want to improve, as would most people I know, so these little “PEs” help me. Over this last year, without realizing it (too much), I improved my diet enough to lose 25 pounds. That was a wonderful feeling, and has inspired me to keep up the good work (once this holiday feasting is done), to continuing the losing–I’d better…I just paid a fortune to have all my pants altered to fit the skinnier me. And, my writing volume (and quality, I might add) has improved also.
Today, in one of my frequent spontaneous moments, I found such a renewed joy in walking while at Garland Park in Carmel Valley. I would have been dragging around my camera and tripod, but discovered I’d left an all-important item (bag
with all the memory cards) at home, so instead, I pulled out my sketch pad and pencils, and drew the landscape after walking around the park. Admittedly, I am a much better photographer than sketcher, but then, I don’t practice sketching much. Walking helps me lose more weight, the natural setting energizes my mind for my writing and gives me a cornucopia of material for my photography and sketching. All in all, it was a wonderful couple of hours between errands and appointments.
I’ve found that If I try to micro-manage my time, I usually end up spinning my wheels. When I am spontaneous, even if it doesn’t work out as I imagined (like today), I find so much more. The sketching is something I don’t do as often as I’d like. I always default to my camera, so having to go to a ‘back-up’ plan turned out to be a blessing in disguise. In my spontaneity, I am allowing God to work in my life. When I do that, amazing things happen. You’d think that with results like that, I’d keep God smack-dab in the center of my life. Unfortunately, not. I keep getting in the way. Barging to the front of the line with the ‘me first’ attitude that inevitably results in unhappy or at least unsatisfactory endings. To help me cope with the problem, I’ve put up notes in the car and various places in the house, reminding me, it’s not about me, it’s about Him. It has helped. More often now, I find me as the ‘satellite’ with God at the center. There are still bad days, but even they are more tolerable when I remember there is an unconditional, non-judgmental friend to lean on, no matter when I need Him.
So, as the new year approaches, I will be focused on my tasks–writing, classes, every-day chores, along some play, but will keep spontaneity in mind, ever-ready to do something fresh to engage my mind, spirit and heart. But, for right now, I will put the bag of memory cards back into my camera bag so I’ll be ready for my next adventure jaunt out.
As my last post for the year, I wish you and your family the best every New Year. May your dreams be fulfilled and may God fill your years to come to overflowing with Joy and New Beginnings.
Happy New Year.