At the conclusion of a year, I ask for a word to guide me through the following one. One year my word was MORE, and I got more stress, sadness, and even more injuries. The next year my word was STRETCH and it’s the same year that I discovered and fell head over knees in love with hot yoga. Crazy right? I don’t need to go retelling the story of how I always said, “I hate yoga,” just know that I stretched and continue to stretch with love every week in that hot and sweaty studio I love.
This year I picked the word PUBLISH as a way of urging the universe to help me achieve a goal of getting one of my books accepted by a literary agent. I’m still using that word on my vision board, but a different word chose me in the middle of a hot yoga class. I heard and actually felt the word LIGHT, so now I’m accepting that word as a guide.
I won’t lie, the word comes with some pressure and questions. Am I the light? Should I lighten up? Who needs my light? I’m honestly not sure about any of it, but I’ll trust the light and see where we go.
If you pick a word I’m curious to o know your process?