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Jan. 1st, 2012 07:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shadowkatHappy 2012. In with the new out with the old. Although for some, the Jewish New Year started a while ago, and the Chinese New Year is sometime in January.
On Facebook one of my friends posted an article about following one's heart instead of one's head by a gal who got a position as a litigator at a top law firm, after graduating from Harvard, but was miserable, so quit her job and published a self-help book because she preferred writing and is now a life coach. I think the article would have been more inspiring if it were someone who had more to lose, who was struggling to make ends meet, or had been unemployed for years and finally got that job - that was a grind, but pursued her dream on the side, and finally, FINALLY, after years, got a book published, a job as a chef, a painting bought, or just managed to persuade someone to get an anti-immigration law overturned. This gal, I thought as I read the article has had it too easy...she really never had to work THAT hard. School came easily, work came easily, and so did her dreams. I'm odd, but I always find the people who fall down the mountain, jump up and try to climb it again more inspiring.
Following one's heart isn't as easy as it sounds. I keep trying. The job I have now is in a way the result of following my heart. Always have to a degree. And it hasn't resulted in happiness necessarily. If I were truly honest with myself...I'd say my passion is writing. But I think that's obvious to everyone who knows me..beyond passing acquaintance. After all I write daily. All day long at work. Then come home and keep going. Second to writing...reading. And I miss running. Would like to reclaim that. Have been inspired by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
honorh's lj and am thinking of trying Cross-Fit training, that may be the key to reclaiming the ability to run, if only around the block.
My resolution this year is to be kinder to myself...and to not worry so much about the uncontrollables. Or care. To just go for it and let things happen as they will.
Right now...so many things I want seem impossible. Like huge Mount Everrest's looming above me - out of reach. The best I can hope for is maybe just maybe making it up one of the foothills, but the summit...if only. Yet, if you don't reach for it...
Isn't that what our stories are often about? People reaching for impossible goals?
Some failing, some succeeding. George Clooney famously told his father who warned him off of an acting career, and to get something to fall back on, that if he had that something - he would fall back on it.
I don't know. I know what did not work last year. Searching for an apartment that I did not want but thought I should. Wasting time on pursuits and interests that didn't provide joy so much as disappointment...out of some bizarre need to what exactly?
Belong? Connect? This year...I think I will try to pursue those things that give me joy in my free time. Or a sense of fulfillment...whatever it may be. And stop punishing myself for not reaching or achieving goals set by those that aren't me.
To rise above the morbid introspection and somehow...see possibilities as opposed to mere impossibilities.
My goal is to let go, move forward, and leap...into possibility. Faith in an achievable better tomorrow is in the end all any of us has to go on.
Have a Happy New Year...embrace change, embrace possibility, embrace life...wherever it may take you.
On Facebook one of my friends posted an article about following one's heart instead of one's head by a gal who got a position as a litigator at a top law firm, after graduating from Harvard, but was miserable, so quit her job and published a self-help book because she preferred writing and is now a life coach. I think the article would have been more inspiring if it were someone who had more to lose, who was struggling to make ends meet, or had been unemployed for years and finally got that job - that was a grind, but pursued her dream on the side, and finally, FINALLY, after years, got a book published, a job as a chef, a painting bought, or just managed to persuade someone to get an anti-immigration law overturned. This gal, I thought as I read the article has had it too easy...she really never had to work THAT hard. School came easily, work came easily, and so did her dreams. I'm odd, but I always find the people who fall down the mountain, jump up and try to climb it again more inspiring.
Following one's heart isn't as easy as it sounds. I keep trying. The job I have now is in a way the result of following my heart. Always have to a degree. And it hasn't resulted in happiness necessarily. If I were truly honest with myself...I'd say my passion is writing. But I think that's obvious to everyone who knows me..beyond passing acquaintance. After all I write daily. All day long at work. Then come home and keep going. Second to writing...reading. And I miss running. Would like to reclaim that. Have been inspired by
honorh's lj and am thinking of trying Cross-Fit training, that may be the key to reclaiming the ability to run, if only around the block. My resolution this year is to be kinder to myself...and to not worry so much about the uncontrollables. Or care. To just go for it and let things happen as they will.
Right now...so many things I want seem impossible. Like huge Mount Everrest's looming above me - out of reach. The best I can hope for is maybe just maybe making it up one of the foothills, but the summit...if only. Yet, if you don't reach for it...
Isn't that what our stories are often about? People reaching for impossible goals?
Some failing, some succeeding. George Clooney famously told his father who warned him off of an acting career, and to get something to fall back on, that if he had that something - he would fall back on it.
I don't know. I know what did not work last year. Searching for an apartment that I did not want but thought I should. Wasting time on pursuits and interests that didn't provide joy so much as disappointment...out of some bizarre need to what exactly?
Belong? Connect? This year...I think I will try to pursue those things that give me joy in my free time. Or a sense of fulfillment...whatever it may be. And stop punishing myself for not reaching or achieving goals set by those that aren't me.
To rise above the morbid introspection and somehow...see possibilities as opposed to mere impossibilities.
My goal is to let go, move forward, and leap...into possibility. Faith in an achievable better tomorrow is in the end all any of us has to go on.
Have a Happy New Year...embrace change, embrace possibility, embrace life...wherever it may take you.