I suck at goal-setting.
I’ve learned many many times how to set goals, I just don’t do it. I know that writing down a goal makes it 432% more likely to happen. I know they should be realistic, measurable, blah, blah, blah…but I also know that I feel as though whenever I want something, the wanting pretty much guarantees that I won’t get it. Or it won’t last. (Leave me alone on the whole “well, with that attitude…”-crap, too…that’s a whole other days worth of issues; let’s focus here, ok?) So I’m doing this Rituals for Living thinger that my friend Aimee posted about on some form of social media and today is the first day. And of course, Day 1 = Write down your goals for Mental, Physical, and Emotional Health. So instead of that, I’m writing a blog post. But I’m going to do it. After I look up instructions for setting goals. Because obviously I’m doing it wrong. Or maybe it’s just scary to write down my heart. It’s pretty damn sturdy, my heart….but it feels awfully fragile to put myself out there. Again.
Just breathe, beautiful girl. You got this. As Glennon likes to say: You Can Do Hard Things.
This one may not seem so hard for some of you, but it’s an exercise in faith and trust and doing scary things for me.
Inhale. Exhale. Go.