This year was not the first year I’ve come across the concept of a “word of the year.” I’ve been aware of the concept for years, but actually choosing and sticking to a guiding word never appealed to me. (I write fiction. Asking me to choose a single guiding word is too much to ask!)
For some reason, whether because the concept called to me or I’ve had enough rest to actually contemplate a reality bigger than day-to-day survival, I’ve chosen a word for 2018.
I was hesitant about this word, but as I was searching around for word of the year ideas, I came across an article about what to do after you’ve chosen your word of the year, which led me to this gem: Stratejoy’s post about the Cycle of Years.
In my personal life, I am in the Year of Destruction. (Side note: At my day job, I’m in the Year of Mastery for the first time in.. ever. So hurray!)
I’ve been in the Year (or more accurately, YEARS) of Unrest since 2012:
- Grief over my miscarriage and the loss of my mom
- Navigating new motherhood without a tribe
- Financial stress
- Getting into direct sales as an introvert
- Our apartment being in a constant state of disaster
My favorite church service of the year is the Christmas Eve Service. As I sat in this past service, I realized that:
- I was just going through the motions, and
- I can’t live like this anymore.
This year, I am purging clutter, unnecessary expenses, debt, habits that interfere with my goal of better physical health, anger, grief, and beliefs that keep me stuck.
This year, I am not taking on any new challenges. I am starting where I am, respecting where I am, and spending extra time reflecting on how to pull myself out of the cycle of survival.