Home Page Tabs Title: Resolutions (Or Not?)
Posted By: TAPS
I resolve to do nothing. Yep, that’s right. I know it’s January, and I know I should be setting some kind of New Year’s Resolution, but this year my resolution is to do absolutely nothing.
I resolve to do nothing.
Yep, that’s right. I know it’s January, and I know I should be setting some kind of New Year’s Resolution, but this year my resolution is to do absolutely nothing.
I’m not going to worry about my weight, or my hair, or my house. I’m not going to stress about the clock that’s two minutes too slow or the train that’s blocked my path. I’m not going to give a moment’s thought to the wrinkly clothes that didn’t get folded in time after their last tumble. None of it really matters. This year, I’m taking care of me.
I’m going to search for the pockets of joy tucked within each day. I’m going to give hugs whenever the mood strikes me. I’m going to take a walk, all alone. I’m going to lie in the grass on the first day of spring until I find a four-leaf clover. I might be there forever. I’m going to count the stars in the sky each night, and I’m going to hold hands every chance I get. I’m going to love like there’s no tomorrow. Because maybe there isn’t.
I’m going to open the windows even when it’s cool and light my candles in the brightness of day. Maybe I’ll give all my gifts in nifty bags this year and skip the time-consuming paper process. Then again, maybe I’ll painstakingly wrap each surprise with mitered corners and beautiful ribbon. Maybe I’ll just give the gift of my time and forego the packaging altogether. Perhaps I’ll make new traditions.
Maybe I’ll pay some old friends a visit. Or make a new friend. I might throw a party for no reason at all. I’ll fly a kite when the wind whispers, “it’s time.” I’ll rent a canoe and paddle the perimeter of the lake. I’ll climb the highest fire tower and ignore the quivering muscles protesting the ascent. I’ll sit on a park bench and watch the sun slip away.
This year, I resolve to do nothing at all but just… be.
I don’t know about you, but somewhere in the hustle of getting back to my old self—or new self—I’ve missed the point. I’ve been in a hurry to get where I’m going, but I am not sure where the destination lies. I’ve filled every day until it’s overflowing. Erupting. Spewing nothing but stress and chaos. In my effort to fill the gaps and stop the sadness from seeping in, I’ve created a life I’d rather escape. Busyness doesn’t bring about happiness. And happiness is not the opposite of sadness. It is quite possible to be happy and sad all at once. I’m just not sure that I can find happiness in my insulated world of “stuff.”
Thus, my commitment to starting anew. Goodbye to the meaningless. Hello to what really matters. This year, I resolve to do nothing.
But just breathe.