Eight months in Northern California is beginning to feel like home. The cravings for the old, aftershocks of breaking away from the familiar and energy of a new path is starting to gain traction underfoot.
Last week I travelled to San Francisco solo - I went to a meeting in the evening and walked by the painted ladies and down to city hall in the dark city. This past 8 months has revealed the fear and cautiousness I have allowed to become so much a part of me. I am slowly trying to allow my faith and confidence to speak to me in louder tones than fear. This year, and for all those to follow, I am setting my intents on boldness, confidence, and taking ownership in finding my voice.
As a woman I feel like we are many times told who we are by approvals and judgement, comparison and fears. This year I am listening carefully and accepting criticism to aid in growth and consciously dismissing comparitive or harsh self talk. I need to seek my worth from God alone and not from others, I can see more and more in my own actions how this is exhausting and is "water from which you thirst again".
The intents I'm setting are a spiritual, mental, emotional, and physical place I choose to start living from. For myself, I need deeper reasons to even consider traditional resolutions.
Prior to New Years Eve I began reviewing last years resolutions and saw how many weren't accomplished - I meditated on this and now see that a checklist vs an intent supported by activities is more holistic and deeper in practice.
I am excited to see how this goes and who I will be this time next year.