It started with a Fast Company article: Google Reveals Its 9 Principles of Innovation. Each of the nine points spoke to me, whispered to me…take big risks, try new ideas, new strategies and new interventions. Do it even when part of me doubts myself or worries what others will think. Take more time to draw and create artistically. It fills you up and fuels a creative and bohemian side of me.
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It was Tracie from From Tracie. She shared her reflections of 2013 and her resolution to Act in 2013. Her words were strong, honest and deeply moving. She spoke from the heart and with great disappointment in herself. She was so honest and so deeply reflective. I admired her level of reflection and her dedication to looking deeply and striving to better herself. Heck, I couldn’t remember what my resolution for 2013 was.
THEN
There was Karen Warlrond’s video on real beauty. It moved me. It reminded me of the words and phrases I need to say to and remind myself of often…everyday.
YET
Even with so many words, so many powerful messages and so many words connecting with me this post sat for days unfinished. I was at a loss. The reason I couldn’t reason I couldn’t remember my 2013 . Did I want to make one this year? Did I want to pick a word or three? Did I want to set goals for the new year?
So the curser blinked back at me and the blank space below these words glowed back at me inspirationless.
New Years Eve came. I stood in a room full of wonderful neighbors and dear friends. My husband and I hugged to welcome in 2014. Suddenly a flood of emotions came over me. My eyes started to well up. Tears flow and I found myself crying into my husbands shoulder. Pulling back he looked confusingly at me, “What’s the matter?”
I whipped my eyes and looked back at him,” I’m sorry I’m crying.”
“What’s wrong?” He asked again with a smile.
“I’m going to miss 2013. It was a good year for me,” I smiled as tears wet my face and I became a soppy mess.
“I know it was,” he smiled back.
“I mean it was a really good year. It was huge for me. Life changing,” I smiled more at his you silly girl, I love you and am proud of you look.
As he pulled me in and held me tight I cried some more. It was then I knew what words would fill this space today.
2013 was the year… It was the year learned to embrace the flutters in the pit of my stomach and my shaking knees. It was the year I learned to face head on new dreams, new adventures and new goals. It was the year I learned to take a deep breath and run head on into those dreams, adventures and goals. I was the year I learned how to leap off cliffs.
It was the year I became a risk taker.
As I look forward to 2014 it is clear to me what I want for this new year. I want to make my own ledges and keep finding new ones. I want to stand at the ledges, feel the flutter of nerves, my knees start to shake and the voices whisper “Don’t do it, it’s not worth it, you’ll never get picked, no one will like it” and then I want to leap!
BECAUSE
2013 taught me sometimes we leap and fail but sometimes we leap and we soar! You can’t soar if you don’t leap!
