Instead, we make these highly specific, grand proclamations for the ways in which our lives will be different. We shout these goals aloud at parties while clutching bottles of champagne and wearing sparkly dresses ("AS GOD AS MY WITNESS, THIS WILL BE THE YEAR I LEARN TO PLAY THE GUITAAAARRRR!"), and the next day we pray that no one remembers what we said.
Or maybe I'm the only one who does that, who knows.
Regardless, for me, resolutions have become less inspiring over time. They have become these things that bind and restrict. These outlandish promises create unnecessary guilt, regret, frustration, and I'm just not feeling like making any this year.
Instead, I've decided to just give myself a word -- one word to inspire my year while providing freedom and grace for myself.
That word is Collaboration.
In 2015, I would like for my actions and decisions to be filtered through a lens of admiration for others. Instead of falling into my temptation of isolation, I want to use every opportunity I can to seek the talents of those around me. I want to make something with someone else that I couldn't make on my own, to be refreshed by new ideas, to meet wonderful people who do wonderful things. I want partners. I want a team.
I don't really know what this looks like yet, but I know that it is something I am craving. In work, in art, in writing, and in every other area of my life, I want this year to be less about how far I can take myself and more about what can be created when talents are combined.
So, yeah. Collaboration. That's my word, and believe me, it's not an easy one. I'll be the first to admit that my default mode is to do it myself and take pride in that fact. There is a time and place for independence, but for now, I'll try teamwork and copious amounts of help, love, and support. Let's do this, 2015.
How about you? What would be your word for the year?