A Pause for Reflection and Aspiration
As 2018 retreats into a memory and 2019 heralds a beginning again, I pause in/with/ and for reflection and aspiration. These next two weeks, the 52nd week of 2018 and the 1st week of 2019, my expressions, intentions, contemplations, hopes, and dreams will attempt to process what I’ve learned in 2018 so I may discern what to pack for the journey of next year/next week. How can I best bring my congruent, creative, and compassionate self in service to/for/with the highest good? Every year, these musings and ambitions color my heart, mind, body and soul as the calendar monopolizes my attention, and the passage of time (with all of its ambivalence) is center stage.
This year (Upon reflection at year’s end, every year does this fervent review.) seems especially poignant when I recall the radical changes, transformational events, divisive and uniting occurrences—the good, the bad, and the in-between I’ve experienced in 2018. Facing the future of a new year next week harbors me in the unknowing: the uncertain newness of a big birthday (60), settling into new homes (plural), letting go of our home and lifestyle of many years, adventures yet to be experienced, chapters still unwritten and unexplored. A new year heralds me into the paradox of life in this world and implores me to be better, to do better, to create more of what is good, love, and possible. And…to embrace joy in the discovery.
The passing year gifts me tools of awareness, the experiences that teach me resilience, remembrance, and opportunity. I feel called to be present, available, and courageous in my reflection, aspiration, and concentration so that I may maneuver time, age, distance, and space with passion and grace. Thank you, Life.
Every year since I was a preteen, I’ve considered my vision and intentions for the new year. I imagine magical energy permeates the minutes before one day becomes another, especially when it translates into a new year. When I was younger, I wrote out resolutions, promises, and commitments to myself and others—true inspirations/aspirations for what I wanted to become/grow into my awareness. At age 12, I did manage to stop turning the corners of any book I read, using a book mark instead. Over the course of many years between 12 and almost 60, I have promised to pray, to forgive, and to choose to love every day. I have aspired to be diligent with my studies, my practices, and my vision of bringing the best me I can be to my every experience. All of those promises have brought challenges, opportunities to fail, grow, learn, and live. All of my visions and intentions have helped me up from the ground when I have fallen and inspired me to persevere, to begin again. The relatively easy things have been the book page turning and giving up cottage cheese, deviled eggs, and training for a marathon. It has been a joy to write 60 “pauses” this year, at least one a week, some before I discovered this WordPress site. My intention/resolution to write weekly has become a devotion birthed from discipline. Thank you, Maggie! Thank you, God.
When I focus on what I want to experience, create, and carry with me into a new year, vision and intention lead me to what is good, loving, and possible. Precisely, these miraculous tools lead me to the questions, the four agreements, and inspirational inner dialogue. Positivity, productivity, presence, and passion.
Someone once told me that the key to life is persistence—keep on keeping on. Many daunting days, I’ve held on to the invisible lifeline formed by what that consistent mantra gifts me. I know that the best of times and the worst of times contain hope, peace, joy, and love (fruits of this December season) hiding in the most unexpected places—often living deep within me, waiting in the wings for their time to shine.
Probably the one quality that has given me wings to fly is inspiration. When I long to lift myself from the mundane mires, I seek inspiration. When I find it, I bring it to my every experience. I become the change I wish to become. I live fully into who and whose I am created to be: a joyful, inspired, loving woman; beloved child of God, immersed in blessings. I give thanks and I rejoice. And whenever I feel worry, sadness, or pain; I keep going until I find those wonderful qualities that make life worth living: hope, peace, joy, love, and inspiration. Everything is a miracle waiting to happen, and inspiration is everywhere when I acknowledge who I am, what I want, and how I am called to live my life.
My questions for myself and for you, dear reader: What have I/you learned about my/yourself in 2018? What do I/you vision for my/yourself and our world in 2019? How can my/your intentions inspire good, love, possibility? Who do I/you choose to become?