As I curl up in bed with a wee bit of malaise brought on by over-indulging in the Veuve Clicquot last night (hung over on New Year's Day. Sheesh. I feel like such a fucking amateur), I've had the luxury of giving some thought to what I want 2011 to look like (in short--better than 2010 did, thanks, and MOST CERTAINLY better than 2009, and for heaven's sake, universe, don't you farking DARE make it look anything near as god-awful as 2008, thankyouverymuch!!! As the bumper sticker says, "Oh no--here comes another 'learning experience'!" Had enough o'those to last quite a while...).
Many of my friends have asked about "Resolutions", and to be honest, I've spent a lot of time this week pondering them. Funny thing is, I've become so jaded and bitter that I feel like I know better than to come up with resolutions that I won't follow through on anyway: The classic "Lose some weight, you freakin' cow" one? Yeah. That's an oldie but a goodie--and it STILL hasn't happened yet. "Go back to school"? Fagedaboudit. "Eat better", "Meditate more", "Exercise more"? Well, I can state I've made some progress on those, but not nearly as much as I'd like. "Win the Nobel Peace Prize"? OK, so I never resolved to do that one....but it looks good on a resolutions list, doesn't it? Especially next to "Lose some weight, you freakin' cow"...
So, instead of 'resolutions' per se, what seems to come to mind for me as I careen wildly into the New Year are single words, intentions, if you will, that seem to encapsulate ideas of what I'd like to integrate more of into my life:
Change. Love. Write. Health. Awareness. Joy. Focus. Relationship. Clarity. Creativity.
Here's hoping we all integrate more good stuff into our lives in 2011.
RM
