Making a resolution to make no new resolutions.

Every time at the start of the year I make a a few or atleast one new year resolution. Don't we all? But this time around I have decided to make an exception and not make any.

Looking back a couple of years, I remember I had made up my mind to learn a new language. I had enthusiastically gathered the information about the whereabouts of the class, the fee structure and the likes. I convinced my hubby too about how I am all set to learn a new language. However, it was not to be. After my initial vigour died down, I understood it's not going to be feasible for me to join the class. And once you think it is going to be difficult, your brain starts working on it immediately. Your mind is so strong it senses your anxiety and does all it can to avoid any sort of danger it thinks you can put yourself into. It doesn't let you come out of your comfort zone.

My best stuff happens when I have not planned for it. Planning seldom gives me the best results. I work better when there is some sort of chaos, some sort of spontaneity. I like it that way. Whenever I dont make any resolutions I end up doing a lot during that spin around the sun.

To keep some semblance in the otherwise chaotic structure, I have made a point to atleast stick to the good changes I have made in my life. To try and complete the things which I started and complete them to the best of my ability is what I would like to adhere to.

Some new goals which I would definitely like to set and work for would be in the health department. I would like to be more stronger, leaner and fitter. However I am not going to be too hung on achieving all of them. It's a continuous journey. Not leaving that journey and being on that path is more essential than sulking after minor hiccups and leaving the path midway. John Lennon has aptly summarised this lesson in the saying - "Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans".

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