Here we are, a week into the New Year. Whilst I considered typing up a list of goals that I’m sure could have bagged me a few hundred page views if I scheduled it right, tagged the right RT account on Twitter and pushed it out every 3 or 4 hour hours a day, I decided against that. This isn’t a tirade against New Year resolutions, this isn’t me criticizing the work of bloggers sharing their goals and this isn’t an excuse (but do feel free to draw your own conclusions, I’m certain you are intelligent enough to do so).
This is a simple, honest, pour your little heart out blog post on something I would either open up about completely or not at all. In the theme of being the honest, I thought I would share with you how I feel about this little pocket of time in which we have just about escaped. Not until a few days ago did I realise that I follow a similar pattern every single year. Whether I’m busy, happy, down, buzzing or on top of the world, the same happens.
- I ignore as much as possible from the messages around me telling me “this is your year” “2018 is a Monday, there’s no better time for a change”, “I want to be more of X” this year etc etc etc.
- I avoid conversation with friends and family on the topic
- I type up a blog post on how I feel about NY Resolutions or complain to a friend
- I start writing lists about what I want from the next year in a panic but keep them to myself
- The following day, I drown my mind with ten thousand things that I want to do
- I subconsciously give myself too many things to do, an ‘impossible to-do list’, if you will
- I, of course, don’t complete the list and find myself feeling terrible like my year is ruined
- I rebel even more against the idea of starting fresh whilst every single person around me shows me how well they are doing in their new year – genuinely positive and well-intended social media posts included
- Soon after, out of nowhere, I wake up another day and my mind is a little more clear. I’ve rested, avoided pressure and spent time on myself. In my own crazy little way, I forced it through my system to reach the other end.
- I realise that all of that time, whilst spent with good intentions, was completely wasted and my ‘new beginning’ and ‘fresh perspective’ actually starts a week later than everyone else after I’ve escaped the pressure of aligning up my positive shift with everyone else’s
This is very much a personal way of dealing with a time of year which can be argued both ways of brilliant or detrimental. I believe it can be both.
I see a lot of positivity out there, especially in the blogosphere at this time of year. Whilst I know a portion of the is genuine and completely from a good place because I too share those moments with you guys online and with friends, I wonder how much we are telling ourselves more than our followers.
Hopefully, you don’t feel under pressure to push out life-changing positive content, get a promotion in the next 72 hours or eradicate your junk food cravings overnight because in no Universe would you, I or anyone else for that matter, expect you to do it at any other time of the year SO fast with SO much more pressure.
I think, as soon as we relax, we naturally gravitate towards accomplishing the things we truly want and desire. Of course, keep focused, keep up the graft and ensure you’re head is screwed on for the bumpy ride ahead. As soon as you let go, that’s when the real fun begins.
I would love to know your take on this. Did you have a perfect New Year or wobble just like me?