Instead of my usual looking forward wistfully to the blank boxes of a new calendar, I find myself mulling over the past year. I do wonder how 2018 has set up the absolute unknown of 2019, but mostly I’m looking back.
New Year’s Eve is a good time to do that, I suppose. Even if I don’t post it til over a week later.
My biggest accomplishment in 2018 was learning how to use Spotify in my car.
Granted, my discovery was entirely by accident, a button pushed by finger or elbow, and suddenly, suddenly, I’m hearing “Akimbo,” a podcast by Seth Godin. With apologies to Mr. Godin, Rage Against the Machine or A Perfect Circle or even Koko Taylor is more my car-jam. When I figured how to play those bands through Spotify, I fell head-over-heels in joy with my car all over again.
I have no freaking idea how I’ll top that in 2019.
How I picture myself singing.
More likely what I look like singing.
2018 brought me to the edge of my Danger Zone. (Cue Archer Danger Zone montage).
Okay, so maybe not a Danger Zone so much as the edge of my comfort zone, but same-same, right?
Some of the things that were definitely in the danger zone for me were:
- I went to a concert solo (Helloooo Eddie K and boys!); I drove four hours (not solo, this time) to a city I had never even heard of before to see Melissa Etheridge.
- I joined a WordPress Meet-Up (thanks J. For the recommendation AND the “reminding.” Girl, you always have my back, even if it’s just pushing it off a cliff!) There were times that I missed it due to working late or sheer exhaustion, but I never skipped out because I didn’t feel social. Otherwise, that would have been damn near always.
- I also launched the website, despite not knowing what the shit I was doing or what I was attempting to accomplish. I had put it off for what seemed like forever, trying to make it “perfect.” (Yeah, so you can see how that’s going so far). I’m learning little bits and pieces here and there but am mostly rolling with it until I learn how to do what I want to do.
I started a morning routine that has really, really worked for me. Affirmations, meditation, reading, and writing a single notebook page. It lets me put good stuff in my brain, work on my focus and clearing out the bad shit, learning something new, and vomiting brain ramblings so I can actually write-write.
I made a practice of reading every day. Ten minutes is still a practice, right? Some of the books I finished were Girl, Wash Your Face (it was okay), Dying to Be Me (very good if a bit repetitive), The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying (FANTASTIC BOOK—something I’ll be re-reading in 2019, A Return to Love by Marianne Williamson in preparation for seeing her speak, and OH MY GAWD I know that I read more than 4 books last year. Two books I started but didn’t finish were Please Understand Me: Character and Temperament Types by David Kiersey and Marilyn Bates and a book on Carl Jung.
This was the year I started writing seriously. Like, for real seriously. I managed to snag five writing/marketing gigs, and I earned more through writing in 2018 than I ever had before, with the exception of essay contests in college. I stuck with the blog, even when I had no clue what I was doing or what I was trying to accomplish.
I even had my first give away.
I didn’t work on all aspects of my life as I had planned. But overall, I’ve managed to emerge in 2019 a little more focused, a little more inspired, and a little more creative.
I’m good with that.
I don’t “do” resolutions because I’m the furthest thing from resolute, ever. But looking forward, I would like to pay intentional attention to expanding my comfort zone this year. Go further in my writing. Get deeper in my relationships. Do things I’ve never done before. Do the things I like more often.
Basically, living on purpose.
I’m good with that, too.
What made the awesomesauce for your 2018? Give me your awesome or your not-so-awesome.
My ears are twitching.