I went to yoga yesterday at this new funky little studio down the road. There was a point in the practice were the instructor gave me a little dab of this delicious orange essential oil for the base of my palm. The instructions were simple, to sink into the pose, take a couple of sniffs, and contemplate our year.
So there I was, kind of taking note of 2013 when I kind of had this vision. It was a giant wheel floating around me. When it stopped I noticed that there was a bunch of doors. I kept getting up and moving through doors. Every time I would step into one it was a different part of my life–my writing, my start-up, and my media opportunities. Each time I went through a door, I’d say to myself, “How’d I get get here?” I realized how out of my comfort zone I’ve moved since my days of traditional teaching and pensions and real paychecks and schedules.
Now each and every day is about living on the edge of success and failure, and this past year I’ve often found myself hanging on as this wheel spins faster and faster. The thing is that there were so many doors left unopened, and I’m just so curious.
I know that by now you are asking yourself, “What in heck was in that oil?” I want some for myself. I can’t help you. But I will say, I’m not going to make specific goals for the year 2014. I’m going to listen to my yoga instructor who said that maybe it’s better to be keep yourself open to things that might come. Cause if this new year is anything like last year, it might be a pretty interesting ride.
Happy New Year!