As I sit in front of my desk on the eve of a new year it’s time to take a pause and reflect on what has come and gone and what lies ahead. I started this blog only nine weeks ago and am amazed that I have managed to keep it going this long as I notoriously have a short attention span. One of the things that has kept the ball rolling is that when I started I created a plan for the posts I was going to write up until the new year which helped take away a lot of the guesswork of what to post; It also helped me think about the direction I was going to take, both metaphorically and physically. Having spent a lifetime trying to avoid order I now find myself embracing it in a some what zealot like fashion and stumbling across GTD some years ago just fuelled the fire. But looking around the internet at what others have done the successful ones are usually the most organised, or maybe that’s just my perception. I’m just rambling now and can easily slip down a rabbit hole that I may not reappear from so maybe I will save this all for another day. But coming back round I do feel that having a plan will help me concentrate on next year.
This last year has seen progress although not as much as I had hoped for but any progress is good and I have achieved a lot in starting to dispose of the clutter. Starting off with a very cautious approach where I didn’t really want to to get rid of anything to by the end of the year everything must go attitude. Having got rid of a lot of things that I never thought I would do I find a feeling of lightening and freeing from the weight of sentiment and possession. One realises that really things don’t matter. Now don’t get me wrong there are many things that I treasure and wont dispose of as they are of value to me or to the family. A recent conversation with a far off relative made me think about the meaning of items handed down and the need to curate and conserve these items as an important record of history. I am not talking about the garden gnome collection of the boxes of dusty annuals in lofts but the things that have an antique value. For generations to come I feel that it is just as important to protect this history in the same way that we can look back now at our ancestors. In this day and age of digital what artefacts will be preserved? So I am trying to be careful about what I will pass on.
So far I have been accumulating a wealth of information to incorporate it into my own journey and there have been many people I have learnt from remotely without ever meeting. There are so many interesting stories to follow and although one is usually seeing a sanitised and editing form it still is amazing to see that anyone with a camera can tell a story that can be read around the world. The main problem is finding them as it feels increasingly like walking on a sandy beach looking for that penny one dropped. I have been inspired to start this blog from the people I have been following and some more directly than others. I have been inspired to think about goals and aspirations, challenged in the way I think and have found all sorts of motivational sources out there with just a click of a button. Much of next year is going to act on the info I have picked up from 2017 not just in adventures but also in personal development. Getting better at things requires consistency and that will be the mantra of 2018. For the first time in some years I am positive about the following year and am excited to see where the blog takes me. I will of course document the successes and failures and my ongoing thoughts to the wider world even if no one listens it is still a diary for me to look back on.
Wishing you the reader a very happy and healthy 2018.