I THINK many of us make our New Year resolutions with the full intention of seeing them through. This was certainly the case for me when last year amongst other virtuous objectives I decided that I would join a gym.
Finally after five months I took out a three-month subscription. The first time I went was to a Zumba class and I loved it. I returned eagerly the following week but the teacher had left, replaced by a youngster who read yoga exercises from a scrap of paper as a fill in.
The third time I actually went to try out ‘the machines’ and grasped that I was totally out of place and that for me, this wasn’t fun.
This year I’ve resolved to make but one resolution and that is to only to do things that I truly enjoy. This is actually a bigger goal than it sounds as let’s face it, life can be challenging and much of our day to day is played out on automatic pilot at work and with other commitments, so finding our joy even in those tasks may need some adjustments to actually follow the bliss.
Step one has to be a promise to self to try and be as nice and encouraging to myself as to everyone around me. This year I’ll endeavour to see my surroundings with new eyes and make a conscious effort to appreciate what it really means to be living in this coastal paradise.
The wisdom of age shows us that the reality we live depends very much on our outlook and where we invest our focus and time; and with whom. Even the adversities are good for us if we just remember that our whole existence revolves around comparisons: every yin has to have its yang.
It’s often only by seeing what we don’t want that we learn to differentiate what it is that we do want. From recent experience I can testify that life is certainly much happier and more fulfilling when we do the things we love and find that sense of ‘ilusión,’ a beautiful Spanish word which is hard to translate into English and do it justice but for me conjures up ‘joyous anticipation.’
This is how I wish we all wake up every morning, eager to embrace the day and spread the joy.
As with all good intentions I was struck with pangs of melancholy and loss on day six of the New Year as I realised ‘Christmas’ was finally over and it was time to take down the tree at the end of the Three Kings Day. Thankfully within seconds an Instagram post pinged with a quote by Dr Seuss which couldn’t have been more apt: ‘Don’t cry because it’s over – smile because it happened!’