What’s Your Word for 2020?
Hello, my darling friends and colleagues. Happy New Year, happy new decade, and happy new… you.
If you’ll allow me back into your inbox and life, I’d love to open up and share a bit about my drop off in late 2019. I told you at the beginning of the year that I’d be writing to you twice a month, but by the end of the year, it was more like… twice a quarter. I hate not doing what I say. Even if no one else is watching or caring, it matters to me.
I wrote to a close friend this morning and explained it like this: by the last two weeks of December, I felt like a wet rag that had been wrung so tightly, there was not another drop of water to be squeezed. My energy wasn’t frantic; if anything, it was the opposite, more like, “this is all that remains.”
Throughout October, November, and December, I was pleased to be a calm sponge and receptor for my husband, friends, team, and clients. But keeping a calm focus on this meant that I didn’t have one remaining drop of emotion to invest in anything: not creativity, not sharing, and certainly not sitting down to write here each week.
And then over Christmas holiday, I went inward. I drank, I ate sugar, and I became best friends with the Kardashians. (Explanation: I finished two seasons of their show in three days. I am proud and I’m not proud of this feat, all the same. The takeaway is: I’m so tenderly human).
After about a week of aforementioned behavior, I felt gross and my body was begging me to pull it together. I had to go back inward but in a more constructive way. I threw out the sweets, locked away the alcohol, and got out of my head and into my heart.
I’m proud of 2019 for Ellevated Outcomes and for myself. It still feels like such a miracle: what really happens when the Universe, does in fact, have your back. And when we achieve the same outcomes in 2020, I’ll be delighted. But when I write to you one year from now, I personally want – nay, need – to feel different on the inside.
To do this, I have a couple little goals for myself: finish what I start before taking on new projects; try not to use any plastic water bottles nor paper coffee cups; and be more creative, feminine, and fluid. They’re not exactly S.M.A.R.T., but they’re what I need for this year, perhaps for this decade. 2020 requires a mood, a feeling, a word.
This year, it’s effervescent.
Light replaces dark.
Dazzle brightens the dull.
Heart leads the head, and it gets the job – the year – done.
What’s your word for 2020?
