New Year’s morning and Mum checks my blog. She wants to find out what theme I’ve selected for this year’s Year Of.
I haven’t typed it up yet.
I hadn’t even typed up the review of 2017!
With the review now out of the way, I settle into preparing for 2018.
The problem, as I see it, is that a word or phrase will be received with a pre-defined image that may have nothing to do with my theme. After all, my Year Of format is designed for open exploration. The aim is to keep it as loose as possible so that life (and wonder, if there’s to be any) can take the year wherever it may lead.
I have learnt that the theme needs to build upon something that has gone before, because picking something out of the blue, like Year of 30 Days, with it’s unconnected yet catchy title, is the first step to minimal action.
But I’ve also learnt that novelty is vital because it triggers motivation, which is why the Year of Sweat Squared unsuccessfully followed on from the comparatively successful Year of Sweat. I’m finally being honest with myself that this process is not about radical overhauls but progress towards improvement. (Hence my reassessment of Sweat as Successful.)
The decision for 2018 has been made, but not how to present it.
So, when I told Mum this year would be the Year of Building, without any additional context, she said “You going to build your caravan!” The exclamation mark was strongly evident.
Perhaps I will, perhaps I won’t.
It started with a book I’d read recently (and wrote a post about) – Outliers.
In thinking about my cultural background, I came to the conclusion that the pioneering spirit of my ancestors was still evident, even though I’d lost sight of it. I sat for 10 years in the same job after 20 years of moving regularly from assignment to assignment. Now I understand why I had to start a blog about exploring in order to motivate myself into action.
I didn’t call the year ‘Pioneering’ because that’s too broad. A bit more focus was needed. Building.
And about now, a rendition of Maurice Jarre’s ‘Building the Barn’ is playing in my head. Do you remember the scene from the movie ‘The Witness’?
And on that note … those notes, because any possibility of rational thought has fallen through the rafters … I’ll have to wait for an opportunity to think about how to get this resolution started