New Years Resolutions

It’s that time of year again where we all are thinking about new beginnings, and ways to improve ourselves.  Taking a moment to reflect on the things that worked out really well over the last year, and things that need to be tweaked, or scrapped completely and then aggressively hit the “Do Over” button in a feverish attempt to block out any memory of such an absurdly failed attempt at thing.

 

Overall, this has been an interesting year with regards to professional, artistic, and personal growth.   I managed to finally change jobs and leave a work environment that was ultimately toxic and unfulfilling; I change dup my living situation and moved into a new house with new room mates; I tested for my second brown belt in American Kenpo; I created a few paintings this year that I am really proud of, and that I think showcase my growth as an artist; I navigated grief and while that loss never actually goes away, I am left with a deeper understanding of what it is to be human. I feel like I have improved and deepened many of the relationships that are important to me, and that I am entering the new year with a really solid foundation of caring, strong, and overall wonderful people.  Also, by the time this is posted I should have payed off my credit card debt, which no lie, makes me wanna DANCE.

And as long as I am being honest, there are plenty of goals that I had for 2014 that I failed at miserably.  I did not, as a matter of fact, floss my teeth every single day.  I did not get my muscle up; in fact my physicality kind of regressed overall.  I went through a pretty long depression that kept me not just down, but completely apathetic about the things I love doing.  For every painting that I am proud of there are five that will never see the light of day, and that made me wonder what the heck I am even doing. I still feel remarkably selfish. And I am going to go ahead and say that I prooooooabably did not call my mother enough.  That is a pretty safe bet.

All that being said, I have goals. Goals that I am putting on a list, so that I can cross them off.  Because okay I LOVE crossing things off. There really is a certain sort of gratification in crossing things off.  In fact just last weekend I was chatting with someone about putting stuff I have already done on the list just so that I can cross it off and feel productive.

 

ANYWAYS, LIST:

 

  1. Draw more.  Draw more. Draw more.  Draw more. Draw more.  Draw more. Draw more.  Draw more. Draw more.  Draw more. Draw more.  Draw more. Draw more.  Draw more.

  2. Create unapologetically.  Don’t always be concerned with perfection, or playing it safe, or other people’s potential opinions. Experiment. A lot. And if there is a huge pile of Not Great Stuff at the end of it, and the thought of people seeing the Not Great makes me really uncomfortable, then I will have a bonfire and call it a catharsis.

  3. Muscle ups. There really isn’t an excuse.  Get the f*ck on it, Emerald.

  4. Testing for 1st Brown. And not just testing, but blowing that test out of the water. Owning the sh*t out of that test.

  5. Grace. Physical, mental, emotional.

  6. Sigh. Flossing. Every. Day. THIS IS THE YEAR THAT IT HAPPENS

  7. Blog more.  I know, I know. I say that all the time. But this is different, because it is on a list now.  A LIST, PEOPLE.

  8. Training for the JMT. Because Doug and I are going for it this year.

  9. Call mom.

  10. Draw more.

All of this is totally possible. Seriously, none of this is so completely far off that I am setting myself up for failure, but I think all of it will push me into being a better human being.  And that’s what we all want, right? To be better.

Also, I reserve the right to add to this list, and to unapologetically update all of you (all three of you reading this) as to how it is coming along.

What are your New year’s goals?  How do you go about making them happen? Do you floss every day?  Also, how do you feel about 2014?


PS. #11 - MORE ADVENTURE. More adventure with friends, and more adventure with myself. THE MOUNTAINS ARE CALLING, PEOPLE.