Welcome to 2023
My word for the year is "existing"
Welcome to 2023. It’s actually 2022 as I write this, so Idk what 2023 is like yet. I spent New Year’s Evening walking around my favorite lake in Tallahassee and then watching the Criterion Channel.
I have so many ideas for Entropical Paradise in the new year, but right now I’m working on my book revisions, and that’s taking a lot of energy. Well, that and moving and preparing for the next semester. But expect some news from me soon! And a new time and day for writing together.
I wanted to share my 2023 word with you. It’s “existing.” I know…so passive. I’ve been thinking a lot about how hard it is for me to exist. Like, just exist. Without needing to do or be anything. So I’m keeping that word in mind, and finding pockets of time to exist. Lately I’ve been leaving my phone in a drawer until noon. I deactivated a bunch of my social media accounts. And yesterday I existed all day without doing any “work.”
My real goal for 2023 is to take whole weekends off. This requires a level of organization I haven’t yet mastered, but I’m going to try.
What are your plans, words, or thought for 2023? What do you want to leave behind or cultivate? How can you be more gentle with yourself? Tell me in the comments. And…Happy New Year!
My word for the year is “joy”, and I didn’t have one for 2022. I sometimes feel intimidated by words for the year because they seem to be initiators, invitations maybe, to clear out everything that is in the way of connecting with the essence of the word. And this year I felt resourced enough to face whats in the way of joy for me - even though it may be difficult at times. I feel only a few days in of accepting the invitation, lots is revealing itself to me. 😇 I am excited to see how your word unfolds, I quite like it!