Claire Morgan: And as you all can see, the ball has stopped half way to its perch. It’s suspended there to remind us before we pop the champagne and celebrate the new year, to stop, and reflect on the year that has gone by, to remember both our triumphs and our missteps, our promises made and broken, the times we opened ourselves up to great adventures… or closed ourselves down for fear of getting hurt, because that’s what new year’s all about , getting another chance, a chance to forgive. to do better, to do more, to give more, to love more, and to stop worrying about what if… and start embracing what will be. so when that ball drops at midnight, and it will drop, let’s remember to be nice to each other, kind to each other, and not just tonight but all year long.
It’s about that time of year, to start the long and hopeful list of New Year’s Resolutions. I posted my 2011 resolutions here and the only one I didn’t follow was learning to speak Italian. My 2012 resolution was slightly different – I decided to make a life change, one single resolution to follow my heart and my gut at all times. Reflecting on 2012 I’m happy to say that I’ve started to listen to my instincts, to do what makes me happy.
I refuse to NOT post my resolutions for 2013 so that I can’t back out of them – if it’s written, it must be done. SO here they are, my RESOLUTIONS FOR TWENTY-THIRTEEN.
Anything else I should add? That’s a longer list than I anticipated but I’m ready to start checking things off!
“That looks like a long list, you better get on it.”
Last year around this time I blogged about my resolutions for Twenty-Eleven. I listed three resolutions, including learning how to speak Italian, writing or blogging every day, and spending more time with my brother. I am happy to report that two of those resolutions were actually kept – I still cannot speak Italian 😛
This year I’d like to try something a little different. Instead of making a resolution for Twenty-Twelve I’d like to make a life change. I’d like to do something that will affect me for years to come. Someone once told me that I need to learn how to listen to my gut – to let my instincts guide me. I don’t normally trust my gut, I ask questions, I analyze situations, and I make pros versus cons lists in order to come up with a balanced decision. In fact, I can’t remember the last time I actually followed my gut to make a decision.
I’m almost certain that Twenty-Twelve will force me to make a lot of decisions, from what to wear to whether or not I should go back to school (again). I would love to start listening to my gut to make such decisions. But what exactly is it saying? Can I even hear it anymore?
My instincts are either whispering, delayed, or have a mild to severe case of A.D.D because I can’t hear them.
Guts, instincts, conscience, if you’re listening…
Don’t be afraid to speak up in Twenty-Twelve and the years that follow.
I’d like to listen to what you have to say.
P.s I hope you all had a wonderful year, I wish you nothing but happiness, health, and love for the Twenty-Twelve. Have a safe and happy New Year’s Eve.