Oh, I believe there could be no better word this year than heart. Extravagantly, openly, and joyously being in love with your huge heart, and letting her guide you through all the roads and choices ahead of you. You will find no better companion.
My word tugged at my coat sleeve, jumped up and down to be noticed, waved her arms frantically until I paid attention. My word is Dream. I stopped allowing myself to have new dreams in March 2020 when the world was ending. I had a couple of long time dreams still to make happen - one of them being learn to spin. But considering something new seemed both futile and useless. This year…it's time to put out the welcome mat for the dream that wants to come alive through me.
I've been choosing a word of the year for awhile now and it always just arrives. In a very 'duh it's me' kind of way. This year it is "enough." As in "enough is enough" "I've had enough" "I am enough" "I have enough." A mix of angry fed-upness with the need to find that inner peace.
I like this idea! I find we give our heart to everyone else but ourselves. I’m aiming this year to take care of myself and take the time to enjoy the things I love.
This made me emotional, and I can't quite articulate why. I'm hoping for that healing of your heart, friend. I never thought to do a word of the year before. But I might start to incorporate that. The way I set my intentions for this year is based not on goals, necessarily, but how I want to feel. Creative. Secure. Confident.
Oh, I believe there could be no better word this year than heart. Extravagantly, openly, and joyously being in love with your huge heart, and letting her guide you through all the roads and choices ahead of you. You will find no better companion.
My word tugged at my coat sleeve, jumped up and down to be noticed, waved her arms frantically until I paid attention. My word is Dream. I stopped allowing myself to have new dreams in March 2020 when the world was ending. I had a couple of long time dreams still to make happen - one of them being learn to spin. But considering something new seemed both futile and useless. This year…it's time to put out the welcome mat for the dream that wants to come alive through me.
One year, my word was “unfuckwithable.” Is it an actual word? No. Was it one of my best years? Hell, yes.
I've been choosing a word of the year for awhile now and it always just arrives. In a very 'duh it's me' kind of way. This year it is "enough." As in "enough is enough" "I've had enough" "I am enough" "I have enough." A mix of angry fed-upness with the need to find that inner peace.
Love your words as always 🩵
I like this idea! I find we give our heart to everyone else but ourselves. I’m aiming this year to take care of myself and take the time to enjoy the things I love.
This made me emotional, and I can't quite articulate why. I'm hoping for that healing of your heart, friend. I never thought to do a word of the year before. But I might start to incorporate that. The way I set my intentions for this year is based not on goals, necessarily, but how I want to feel. Creative. Secure. Confident.