Goal: Get back to me
December is a great time for self-reflection. It’s the season to think of the year that has gone by (usually too fast) and come to some conclusions. Sometimes the conclusions I come to in December are a mixed bag. Happy about something’s accomplished in the past year, and not so happy with others. More than anything in December I get that overwhelming feeling that time just goes way too fast! Does time only fly when you’re having fun? Because it seems like time flies regardless. Time doesn’t give a shit what you do with it… it’s flyin with or without you.
A prime example of time getting away from me is this blog. I haven’t written anything in almost five months! I wish I had a good excuse, or that I could turn back the time just a little bit to get caught up on all of the little moments I promised myself I would write down, but I can’t… as hard as I try. I can, however, do my best to catch up with the time I have left.
I started this blog back in April to document my attempt to complete a bucket list of the 30 things I wanted to do before I turned 30. So far I’ve completed 6 things on the list, I have 5 in progress, and 3-4 that have been planned, but have not happened yet. That leaves 15 that haven’t been touched yet! Yikes! I know there are at least two that won’t/didn’t happen: #8 - July 4th in a bikini (believe me, no one needed to experience that), and #30 – blog everyday…. Oh well. Two friends gave me some good advice about these points from the very beginning. Heather said, “You have a whole year of being 30! Just give yourself a little bit of your ‘30’ to get some done”. And Amber said, “You really should replace #30 with ‘Be happy with however I end up with this list… finished or not”. Great advice from two smart ladies!
So I’m trying to get back on track a little bit. Starting with writing again. I forget how much I really love writing sometimes. It’s a great way to relieve stress, get things off my mind and in front of me. Heavy thoughts that sit on top of your head can give you really bad neck pain… pulling them out in front of me can really take the weight off and make things so much more clear. There is something to be said about December and an annual reflection. A time to close unnecessary doors, and open new ones. A time to finish a chapter, and start a new one. Make resolutions, promises to yourself, start fresh, breath new breathe into my goals and the future.
A poem of self reflection that has helped me a ton in the past few months…
AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS
by Portia Nelson
I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street.
by Portia Nelson
I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street.
