It has been a part of my practice for many years to create intentions for the new year. But this year, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My intentions in the past have run the gamut from overwhelmingly ambitious (e.g., “I will completely overhaul every aspect of my existence in 42 different ways, immediately, and all at once”) to woefully abstract, intangible, and therefore unattainable (“I will embody gratitude”). Too often, setting intentions felt like allowing my superego to hold my face to an irrational grindstone of perfection, or blowing wishes into the wind and just hoping that some magical entity would bring them into being for me. More than this, my intentions always cast my gaze into some future state where I imagined my contentment lived, leaving a bitter aftertaste of “right here, right now ~ just like this ~ is not ok.”
This year, I couldn’t quite figure out whether any of this was actually very useful, or even desirable. So I sat in the discomfort of wanting to both honor this present reality as a beautiful expression of Life As It Is, while also reminding myself of what is important to me. In its own time, a question arose.
Does what I am currently
thinking / feeling / deciding / choosing / expressing
right now, in this moment,
contribute to my overall sense of balance and joy?
Instead of a resolution, I landed on an invitation to self-inquiry, a way of staying as close to my own heart as possible, of being held by Presence itself, of walking a direct path to my own this-moment inner guidance. And so I offer you the question . . . what question is holding you right now? And will you let it?