In each moment we have a choice of opposites - fear or surrender; joy or sadness; hope or hopelessness.
So, my decision for the year - to choose joy, daily. Each day I will actively seek out and participate in a joyful experience. The only rules are: * No buying days off ("I had two bits of fun today so I can be a miserable bastard all day tomorrow" -yes, sadly this needs to be a rule) * No complaining (one whole year of complaining fast. I've been working with this technique for a couple of years now. So far I've managed a week at a time, so this will be tricky).
The first couple of days were interesting,. Over the past year I've been working on some pretty major career changes and I don't have a clear cut end-game, which is actually a significant factor in the career change, actually. So as part of the 'move to a new town, pick up a new degree, work closer to small child's school' I've found a job in a cafe five minutes from my son's school. I've been struggling with going from a salaried post in a 'professional' field to a waged job in a 'labour' field and I've been struggling with struggling with it. Basically, every time somebdy I know walks into the cafe and is surprised to be asking me for a coffee, I've struggled. What I've realised is that there is no definitive answer to that struggle - it's a choice - I either struggle or I don't. So, I won't.
It's the same with joy and complaining. I've discovered that the two are mutually exclusive. I can either have joy or I can have complaining but not both simultaneously. After the first day my sense of joy became a precious thing to me worth protecting. A precious gem, a diamond, not worth givign up for the sake of an argument or a bitch session.
I choose joy. It's far more worthy.
So, for the next year I shall choose a joyful moment to fully and completely give in to.
Day one - a series of joyful encounters,
Day two - dancing wildly with my son creating a choreographed tale of dragons and pirates
Day three - staff christmas party
I haven't given in to complaining yet...