So the New Year is here. Out with the old, in with the new.
A time for fresh starts, promises, resolutions and good intentions. A wish to be slimmer, fitter, healthier, happier, BETTER! What are we thinking? Setting ourselves such an almighty challenge, during the most depressing time in the British calendar. When the suicide and divorce rates reach their peak. It’s not called the January blues for nothing.
As a fan of numerology, I like to start my new year on 20th January, my birthday. A new phase, a new cycle, a new vibration and it gives me an extra nineteen days to continue with my bad habits (procrastination being one of them). Time to finish off the Xmas chocs and the Baileys whilst watching obscure celebs swear at each other and slowly lose the plot and unravel under the supervision of Big Brother (I like people watching!).
Not one for resolutions, I do however like to write a list of things to do in the forthcoming year ahead. Usually written with a large dose of sarcasm; this satisfies my Capricorn sense of humour (yes we do have one). It makes me laugh when I read it back at the end of the year. The list comprises of things I should do more or less of. Thinking about it, I should replace the word should. A word that is full of regret and false promises. I must, I can, I will (there much better).
My to dos usually include drinking more water (replacing tea and chardonnay). Doing more yoga at home (replacing hoovering and ironing). Having more fun with my other half (replacing paying the bills and extreme parenting). Easy right? Oh and read more (replacing endless hours watching American dramas and reality TV. (I blame Netflix)!
My book pile is rapidly overtaking my bedroom- note to self, stop buying start reading! How precious is the gift of time, another goal on my list, a holiday. So that I can escape everyday life and indulge my passion for sunbathing and reading. I’m a multitasker. Somebody should have warned of the expense when I kept having babies! Holidays have taken on a dream status, a goal to be achieved. Definitely not something to be taken for granted! (It wouldn’t have stopped me, I love my babies). To have an intention is like Cosmic ordering Right? Ask and it is given. Two weeks in The Bahamas please (just putting it out there). I can take with me my twenty five books on “how to be happy”. Another note to self, stop with the happy books (LOL). If a mental health worker looked at my Amazon account they would presume I was battling with severe depression. Not true; just a fascination with being my best self.
Another goal is l to be less judgmental or just less mental (joke). Seriously, to accept, to forgive, make allowances and remember that we are after all just mere mortals struggling along doing the best we can. How many times do we find ourselves moaning about somebody else’s moaning (ironic and hypercritical) why do we let certain things slide and other things drive us insane? And is it better to have our little rant and rave (does that just add fuel to the fire) or is it better to swallow it down, suppressing it (is that healthy)? Do we need to get it off our chest? You see why I need all these books now! Buddha says…. that we all just want to be happy and free from suffering. My wise Buddhist friend advises that if we feel the need to vent, find somebody objective to whinge to .Yeah right our ego speed dials us straight to the person that will agree with us, am I right? Someone that will fan the flames, not extinguish them. Let’s all stop the suffering in 2016, how hard can it be. Is it easier to quit smoking than it is to stop bitching?
Time moves fast. We grow, we laugh, we cry, we age, we learn. We change constantly, subtly and significantly. And yet it still feels a little like Groundhog Day. Ultimately creatures of habit, clinging to our comfort blankets, doing the things we like (even when they don’t serve us well) reluctant to make changes, playing it safe and making excuses (or is that just me?).
Anyway my Numerology forecast for the coming year is FABULOUS (that’s good news for you too Gary Barlow, my birthday twin) YIPHEE… Bahamas here I come!
I wish you all much happiness and less suffering