The countdowns are over now—the “best of” lists done. The live ball drop events have concluded …. The line at Taco Bell was significantly shorter at noon today… the health club full of hell-bent resolutioners who nailed it on day 2.
The evidence is overwhelming. Mostly, it won’t last.. The best intentions, the sincere personal commitments…
I’m convinced it’s because people don’t really know what they want.
For me, getting honest and clear about what I really want has been a long significant journey of exploring the joy and pain of this life and understanding it a little more each day.
When I talk with people about what their goals and dreams are for the new year, I notice they talk about “what’s next”… achievements and milestones they are looking to hit.. Loose 30 pounds, buy this car, travel here… stop this, start that… The thing is, I believe those are results of behavior and practice, not the goal themselves. (( In my business world, I’m around people everyday who claim a profit number as a goal— I always sit quite thinking, that’s a result of how you show up everyday, not a goal….))
I’ve come to believe that what’s next isn’t of much concern… when I have a plan, things work out on life’s terms anyway so I do best surrendering to the mystery, remaining as present as possible and making sure I am equipped to navigate the best I can.
Instead of “what’s next” I tend to have an overarching intention that requires focus and perspective changes.. Usually a diligence and commitment to a practice:
My intention this year is to Bow. And If I bow, I want to bow low.
That means showing up everywhere with the truth.
It means talking less and listening more and being in service.
It really really really means remembering that Gods in the people, and that no matter who’s in front of me, that’s god—guests in the house , gods’ in the house.
I hope I make lots of money and invent some new ways… make some new memories— I hope I travel the world and do cool stuff—but—- to me that’s all totally secondary.
I would trade that all in a red-hot minute to walk into every room without judgment, towards others or myself. I would trade all my ambition and goals and drive and dreams for the relief of self-doubt, to bathe in unconditional love for everyone and myself.
I want to bow—I want to bow to everyone I meet, to be noble in every action and word, I want to help everyone I can reach in every way I can, and I want to start with me.
I want to love my world and my space and I want it to support me and my family’s inner growth first, outer growth second.
I want both, don’t get me wrong— but I want to bow low to this spiritual path first —I want to wake each day bowing to the greatness that I have another opportunity to breathe and be alive and find ways to give.
I want to not let an hour go by where I’m not in awe for the abundance I’ve been given.
I want to be a profound and noble steward of my talents and my focus and the abundance that delivers.
I want to go deep and bow low to this path and the teachers who walk with me every step of the way.
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