As the Twelve Days of Christmas have been celebrated and blogs have been blogged, it’s time to sum up what I’ve learned and celebrate the Epiphany.
I like to use this day to think about what is going on in my life. It’s a kind of a day to take stock in the same way that most people on New Years’ Day look back on the year that was and their plans for the year ahead.
It’s kind of interesting to look back at the Epiphanies I have had since I started the #blog12daysxmas challenge way back when.
I didn’t do #blog12daysxmas last year. I wrote a single post instead: Where’s my partridge? I didn’t actually manage to even keep up with the “My Musical 2018” challenge I set for myself there.
I, like many people, set challenges and goals for myself to achieve. And, boy, is it great when they are met or exceeded! But, man, it’s dreadful when they’re not.
I have learned that goal-setting is the first step in setting up a failure. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not saying not to try and do things. I’m saying that life has a way of letting us know that we aren’t always in control…and that’s not necessarily a bad thing.
“Control freak”. I hate that expression. I never thought I was one but I’ve come to recognise that I probably was. I’m actually being a little hopeful in using past tense there. I don’t want to be a control freak. I want to be a person who is spontaneous and carefree. I’m not but I want to be.
I guess if I had a goal for this year it would be to just be happy with where I’m at. Setting goals and milestones isn’t working for me. I fail to meet them and then I beat myself up for being a failure. How many of us could say the same? Honestly? How much of this is familiar: I’m going to lose 10kg this year; This is the year I find a man; I’m going to get a promotion by the end of July…and I could go on.
This is the year I’m going to just live. This is the year I’m going to be happy with who I am. This is the year I let go.