2022 has hit the calendar and I don’t know about you – but I’m no different.
I set goals – not resolutions – and came to realize tonight, that may be marketing spin.
Day one – failed. Day two – failed. Day three – contemplating if setting new goals on a specific, societal dictated norm is intended to change the world – or prove to us how fickle resolutions are.
It maybe my personality type, however, I change when my subconscious decides to change.
I can set the goals. Put up the fight. But in reality – I will change when I am ready to change. Period.
Having grown up with no bedtimes, no rules and no preconceived notions of who I was supposed to be, freedom seems to be key.
So in 2022, I commit to being free.
I commit to tapping into my inner being to decide what will change and when.
I will sit back, ponder and contemplate if the changes are even worthwhile – or if it’s me working diligently to change a being that may not need changing.
The one thing I have confirmed is that the more I push – the more I falter.
Sometimes we need to let go – to become what we are to be.
So in 2022, here’s to letting go – and becoming who we are meant to be whenever we are meant to be.