After an extended and varied holiday, I’ve been back in the ‘real world’ for two weeks now: Back at work. Kids back at school. Back to the usual flood of never-ending life admin and things to do.
But things haven’t just gone ‘back to normal’. Something’s different. Better.
During the time off, I had moments to reflect on changes I’d like to make to the way I think, behave, and live. I wouldn’t call them New Year’s resolutions, but they were intentions – ideals – which, if I manage to implement – will make significant improvements to my life.
Once the holidays were finally over, I went back into ‘normal life’ in an unbelievably positive frame of mind. It was surprising for me, because I’m not usually an optimistic person – yet coming off this wonderful break from the norm, I felt great. It was amazing, and I hoped that it would stay with me as long as possible. I give thanks to the Almighty, because I know that what happened was a result of prayers made at various stages of the holidays – in anticipation of what I hoped would be a far better year than the last few difficult ones.
So as I went back, several developments prolonged the feeling of a new, better start. I sit here two weeks later, and I’m pleased that the spirit of that positivity still lingers…even though the intensity of that feeling has faded.
Some of the old habits have crept back in. I know what the triggers are for those, but I’ve just not had the willpower to fight back. Yet I believe that if I try, I can succeed. Because I know I’m stronger than them. God-willing, with the proper consciousness, and the inner strength to resist, I can make those little changes.
Little changes which can make a big difference.
One of my hopes for this year is to be more focused. More productive. Less distracted. Limiting my inputs so that my mind and soul is less connected to the superficial, and more sparse – balanced – with that which is natural, and important. A realm beyond the fast-paced, 21st century urban life – where everyone’s connected, and communication never stops. Like I said before: the human brain, and heart, was not made for such rampant amounts of input. The deluge that faces us each and every day is unnatural. Unhealthy.
Sometimes, even if just for a few hours, I wish I could step into a time machine and go back to a simpler time. A time when people couldn’t get hold of you 24/7. When information and news came in limited batches, and at reasonable intervals.
Anyway…I realise a lot of this post has been pretty vague. It’s meant to be that way. I don’t want to share details here.
But I hope that in all the muddle, you’re still able to take something positive out of it. Some lesson, or encouragement – which will help you in some small (or big) way.