I’m not a big fan of New Year’s resolutions. That’s not to say I never make them but, like many people, I have been known to make resolutions that haven’t even lasted until the end of January. And whilst a new year might mentally give us the opportunity to turn the page on what’s gone before, I don’t believe that I’m likely to suddenly become a completely new person.
To be honest, I’d completely forgotten about the whole idea of resolutions, so when I was asked by my flatmate, Tessa, what my resolution for this year was going to be, I didn’t know what to say. To be honest, I can’t even remember what I did say. It clearly wasn’t anything particularly meaningful.
I spent New Year’s Eve celebrating with friends old and new. Jessica, one of my friends from the CELTA course, came over to the flat and together with Tessa and some of her friends we played games, laughed, ate and drank, and had a lot of fun. Then, just after eleven, we headed out to the Plaza del Ayuntamiento, where we met up with another CELTA friend, Thom, and his other half, Roberto. Thom told Roberto that he must only speak to me in Spanish (presumably because I was complaining about not speaking enough!) and that was it… Spanish all the way. And as I’d had a few glasses of wine, I didn’t mind at all. People laugh when I say that I’m fluent under the influence of alcohol, but if you define fluency as being able to speak quickly and easily in a language – thank you dictionary.com – then yep, that’s post-wine me. And to hell with the mistakes.
Midnight came and went, we ate our grapes and drank our cava. I met a girl from Chelmer Village in the queue for the toilets (small world!) and then when the music ended at 2.30am, we all headed off to our respective homes, me chattering away to myself in Spanish all the way.
And that’s when I realised what my real resolution for this year is. This year, I am going to speak more Spanish. And I’m not going to be embarrassed about making mistakes. Well, ok, I probably am, but I’m going to speak it anyway.
Then, on Thursday, I attended an online intention setting workshop. I’m not going to try to reproduce the content here but suffice to say that the idea of intentions is that you set yourself on a course, a path you intend to travel, with a focus on how you want to feel, rather than being rigid about exactly what you’re going to do and how you’re going to do it.
One of the pieces of advice we were given was to start by celebrating your wins rather than focussing on the things you wish could be different. And we were then led in a guided visualisation that aimed to focus us on what is really important in our lives right now and what we want more of in the future. And that’s when I realised just how far I have come.
The last lines I wrote during that workshop were these: I am so happy and contented right now. I just want more of the same.
That’s a pretty darn positive place to start a new year from, right?