How I failed. And moving on

Jan 01, 2014 22:22

This year I'm trying something new.

I'm not setting goals.

I was looking through my diary I had been keeping the previous year and I realized that I hadn't achieved practicaly any of goals I had set. Yes, I entered the university of my dream, and I practically reached the single digit kyu level in go, but here my accomplishments end.
[I didn't]
I didn't:
- learn history well;
- make make reading my primary way of spending free time (since autumn I've been feeling that everything I'm doing is writing here or writing long letters);
- lose weight (okay, I lost a couple of kilos and shaped by body through running a lot);
- start playing on kgs; I admit that I'm still afraid;
- find the publisher; and it's the biggest failure of the year;
- try keeping a simple blog in French;
- give away things or money to charity every month (I failed to do it every month).

[I failed at practicing]
I failed at practicing;
- early to bed and early to rise, especially in autumn - but it. was. worth. it;
- no food after 4-5-6 p.m.;
- reading a lot of classical literature - one book a week;
- reading and learning a lot of history; I'm still feeling as a tabula rasa;
- meditating/reiki everyday - strangely enough, in autumn I practiced reiki practically everyday, especially when I was going to bed really late;
- call Mom more often.


But there were miracles that are more dear to me than any of these goals or practices. They came unexpectedly and I'm deeply grateful for that.

So, I'm letting go.
No goals, no expectations.
(okay, I'm good at setting long-term goals, so, of course, there will be some; but they tend to happen naturally, with ease, so, I'm maintaining some balance)

"Heart for any fate".

season challenge, measure in love, adventure

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