New Year’s resolutions are generally BS. Personally, they are guilt seeds that will sprout later on. Instead, I’m thinking about Tiny Goals. For example, my car is typically a pig sty. Considering her mileage, I should show a little more respect, but I don’t. There are mandalas of coffee rings on the dash, sand from numerous coast trips in the carpet, and road grit on the rims. I know if I start to clean one part it will be an all-out Jeep Spa experience. So, I don’t. The layers build up. Physical evidence of not starting. Again.
This is real for so many little corners of my life, including professional training. Instead of picking away at it a bit at a time, I allow social-and self-pressure to do it all, now! Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. This year I am going to embrace the process: The unfolding and the evolution of experience instead of expectations.
Can I invite you to give this a try too? Just start. Exercise just once a week, exhale peace and compassion once a day instead of spewing colorful (and boy don’t I know so satisfying) road rage, try eating 2 meat-free meals a week, hop on-the-wagon during the week…pick one tiny goal. Just one. Keep it simple, with no expectations, just let it be and witness.