I decided to give myself a break this year and take some time with creating my goals.
I sat down at some of my favorite spots--even cleaned my office and cleared off my ENTIRE desk (such a feat, if you know me)--but nothing was really taking ahold. The process was feeling forced with all of the "New Year, New Me" pressure going around, so I decided to dial it back and just let things unfold organically. To remember that going into the new year without a clear set of goals doesn't mean that I don't know what I want for my life and that it's okay if my goals don't come to me in the timeframe that I think they should. Matter of fact, I've been hearing this same thing from a lot of people in my circle. I knew what I wanted generally speaking, but could only put my finger on one or two specifics that weren't even values based.
And that's it (for now).
I will be healthy. I will be adventurous. I will be full of joy. I will live with integrity. And I will love.
Not "I want to", but "I will".
All intentionally, of course.
And so it is.