This morning I listened to the Elise Gets Crafty podcast about beginning your year with intention. (Do you read Elsie’s blog? It is my favorite.) The focus is on choosing one word to define your year- a foundation of sorts on which you can depend on.
I’d heard of this before, but for whatever reason it struck me to the core. The fact that I needed a word this year and that I felt it so emphatically while sitting in the subway on my way to work. One word, just one, a mantra of sorts, that I could always come back to. Something that wasn’t complicated. Simple, but at the same time could mean so many different things depending on the context.
The word that came to me almost immediately was True and I tried not to over think it. I tried not to do the whole “Could another word be better?” game. True came to me and true is what I choose.
I want to be True to myself.
True in a way that indicates honesty not only with other people, but also with myself.
I want to be True to other people.
True in a way that allows me to be free and release the confines of social expectations.
I want to be True to my desires.
True in a way that maybe lets me put the world aside and fight for what I want.
I want to be True to my Religion.
For so long there has been so much unnecessary guilt and the time for that is over.
I’m not going to set any specific goals in relation to this, but whenever any one asks me something I am just going to think real quick, “Are you being true to yourself?” Then I’ll answer.
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