A New Year, a New Day
Instead of setting New Year’s resolutions (which often are abandoned by now anyway), I create a New Year’s vision.
Every year, I dream about making my new year better than the last.
It’s not about losing weight. Or trying to exercise more. Or eating more healthy foods. (Even though these are good goals.) I envision something else.
One of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver, starts her poem Mindful like this: “Every day, I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight.”
That’s my vision for this year. Opening my eyes. Listening closely. Discovering what delights me. Noticing what delights the people around me.
What am I discovering so far? The beauty of stunning art. The delicate flowers of orchids. The rich taste of dark chocolate with almonds.
The best part about having a New Year’s vision is that I get to start over every day. On days when I’m tired and crabby and don’t find much to be delighted about, I can practice looking for joy the next day. And the next.
In many ways, that’s what makes a new year better. It’s about starting each new day as a new beginning. With the hopes of making the day better than the day before.
I’m searching for delight.
And when I find it, I savor and enjoy it.