That feeling ~ New Year’s 2019

December 31, 2019 ~ I woke to a darkened house, blanketed in quiet from the snow swirling down.  It’s New Year’s Eve ~ and here we are on the cusp of a new month, a new year, a new decade.

Just like that.

When asked my resolutions for 2020 and I answered quickly – it’s simple, really. All I have to do is look back at the past 11 days off,  and therein lives my answer.

In 2020 I’ll try my best to recreate that ~

  1. That feeling, as winter winds roar outside the windows and you lift your head up from reading for 4 hours straight, plowing through magazines and books without a care or a distraction, a deadline or a phone call.
  2. That feeling, stretching and waking gently, without the glaring jolt of an alarm.
  3. That feeling, when you listen to your body and move it a little more, haul the boxes and work up a sweat taking down and packing up and catch yourself smiling because it’s only 9:30 a.m. and you’ve been up for 3 hours already.
  4. That feeling, between two major holidays, when you’re not sure which day it is – is it a work day? is it a week day?   And you have to consult the calendar to confirm.  And laugh about it.
  5. That feeling when your sustenance consists of coffee, bacon, eggs, cheese, pickles and clementines.

Nope, no New Year/New You for me. Not this year. I’m gonna focus on finding more of that feeling denoted above.

Your turn:

  1. How are you ringing in the new year?
  2. Do you resolve to do things differently?
  3. Do you want more of what you already have?

 

“When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. When life is bitter, say thank you and grow.” —Shauna Niequist

Happy * New * Year *

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6 thoughts on “That feeling ~ New Year’s 2019

  1. No new years resolutions here either. One of my favorite activities I do every year @ this time make my annual pilgrimage to Walmarts office department and pick up supplies for the next years personal journal.
    For the past 18 years, I’ve kept an annual journal, (3 ring hard cover binder/ 2 to 3 inches thick) where I save various things that are meaningful to me as the year progresses..great articles I come across, some pictures, personal correspondence that touched me etc. It’s a very eclectic mix.. and when I’ve went back and thumbed through those binders from years gone by, they always leave me feeling blessed, thankful and a little bit wiser. Happy new year to you my fellow blogging friend! DM

    • I love that you do it and that going through it inspires you ~ I’m sure you’ve found some great quotes/photos/letters that have continued to inspire you, even years later. I did just that this weekend, went through some old notebooks ( I don’t journal, per se, but do keep a notebook near me where I jot down products, book titles, quotes, etc) and found some doozies – some were dumb, most were great, and the best I kept 🙂 It really does show where you were (at that time) when you go back through them later on.

      Cheers to a great new Year! MJ

  2. Love this! I had a moment yesterday that felt exactly as you’ve described here … unhurried, relaxed, grateful, peaceful, no guilt for sitting and doing nothing for a while … and I loved it. I realized how little of that I actually feel most of the time. I want more too.

    • Yes – *THIS* – this is what we want more of .. this year, I’m striving for it in full force 🙂

      ~Welcome back, Tee!

      MJ

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