Friday, December 30, 2011

Resolution slap!

Photo: Flickr via andy.wolf
(This was taken in the Netherlands...I want more audience there.)

I'm not a huge fan of New Year's Resolutions. It seems so arbitrary to decide at the turn of a calendar, in the middle of a season, to change something just "because." Every day of every year is a chance to wake up and do good, to be better and to make your life the way you want it to be. However, this is the moment when a great many people ARE making decisions and setting goals for a new calendar, so let me throw my suggestion onto the pile.

Last year, around this time, but a few weeks later than this, I decided that something I wanted 20 years ago was worth it (finally) to take the risk. I decided that I'd follow the crack-cocaine induced advice of a friend (thanks, Kevin!) and that led to a conversation with a stranger who suggested I start writing a blog (thanks, Brian!). I took the advice of both, as well as the advice of heaps of other people along the way, and something really wonderful happened to me this year. My 20 year old dream is growing up into a reality. And despite the fact that I can't support myself entirely on what I'm doing, my contribution to my family's well-being is measurable. 

For the first time in my life, I love my vocation. It's not merely what I do for money, it's also what I love. There have been really scary moments, and times when I figured I'd seen the little "project" through and now it was time to put on my big girl pants and go back to being miserable like a good adult should...but I'd wait it out just a little more. I'd amp up my writing frequency, or my reading frequency, I'd talk to someone new or decide to "link" myself in (thanks Audrey!). Every step lead me closer to the next step, as it continues to do today.

So where am I going with all this? Forgive my rambling...maybe I AM feeling a bit reflective at the end of this calendar after all. My point is that we should all follow our heart's desire. I read recently (thanks Stacey!) that neuroscientists have discovered our hearts are mostly comprised of the same neurons as those which make up our cerebral system. 

We have a thinking heart. 

"Joseph Chilton-Pearce, author of The Biology of Transcendence, calls it 'the major biological apparatus within us and the seat of our greatest intelligence.'"

Here is what I want for you, my dear and appreciated reader, even if you don't truly understand how much I appreciate your presence:  I want you to follow your heart. Listen to it and act upon its message in whatever way you can, day by day, hour by hour. If that means taking a risk that you've always wanted to take, then start the steps toward that goal. DO the thing you most want to do, or at the least get the process started. A long journey, cliche as it is, really does start with a single step. 

I have a few things I want to accomplish this year, and while I don't think I'll share them here (I'm wildly popular in Russia in you know...and I don't even know those people!) I'm telling you that if you make one resolution this year, let it be to follow your heart. It was the first organ that formed when you were creating, it is the middle of you and without it you're nothing. Listen to your heart and see what happiness it brings you.

 Photo: Flickr via linh.ngan

P.S. I'd also be nowhere without Laurie B, Laura P-H, Bobbi Jo McKJ, Monica N-McP, Shawna N, Emily C, Stacey F-A. Thanks, ladies...for being a tribe of support and encouragement while my little dream grew up to be an "almost woman."

P.P.S.  Thanking people is a dicey endeavor. If you think you helped me and you're not listed there, trust me: you're right. You did...and I'm sorry to not list you, but the music has started playing and the light is flashing that it's time for me to wrap it up. Thanks though...I mean it.

1 comment:

  1. I love this!
    You are awesome. Now, can you please send me a daily reminder message to follow my heart? I so many times get caught up in the utter bullshit of the day and forget the important stuff. Like this.