I've made the mistake of perusing my blog list over the last couple of days; I'm already exhausted. So many resolutions and detoxes and ways to have more, be more, do more, more, more, more...and I suddenly realize exactly what I want for 2015. I want less. It feels strange to write that, anti-American almost, but as the old adage goes, less is more, sometimes.
I could fill pages and pages with resolutions - things to quit, things to do, things to do better, new things to learn, ways and ways to fill up a day and a life. But this year, I have just one thing on my list. Breathe, deeply. It's the one thing we forget to do when we're rushing headlong into life, scurrying here and there, juggling too many responsibilities, possibilities, and dreams at one time. But shallow breaths deplete us, one breath at a time.
If I breathe, deeply, I'll be more creative. I'll pause long enough to see the beauty that surrounds me. I'll take in the details that others miss. I'll have the chance to connect with the many projects born out of my fingertips over the course of a year.
If I breathe, deeply, I'll be healthier. My nervous system will be calmer, my head clearer, my chest more open, my muscles looser.
If I breathe, deeply, I'll listen better, love better, be more patient and kind.
Any one of those goals would be worthy on its own. All are available to me if I remember to breathe. Deeply.
Happy New Year! I hope you receive what you're most hoping for in this new year.