My year feels big already. As I look around my apartment at open cupboards and stacked boxes, the reality that I am moving again sinks in. I’ve moved 8 times since May of 2015. When I move this month it will be nine. Remarkably, that is not daunting to me, but other things are.
As I think about this new year it is hard not to look to others. How do they begin? I’ve noted that some look to trends in fashion, the market, real estate, color. Some pick a single goal, and map out many achievable steps along the way, while others pick many in the hopes that one will stick. Some revisit old lists and friends, while some vow to make new. Some pick a word that they believe will help define their year. Others pick one that they decide will no longer define who they are. Resolve. It’s a powerful thing.
My good friend Julie Brown introduced me to the Big Talk Movement. This movement was what I call – unintentional by a young girl named Kalina Silverman who was clearly intent of figuring out how to give her own life meaning. Big Talk instead of small. To ask and to answer is to quickly give meaning to, and understand your life and the life of others. People fascinate, and sometimes dismay me. Sometime you get just a few moments with someone that will leave an indelible imprint, while I recognize that I’ve known others for years, without really knowing them at all.
Here are 5 of my favorite Big Talk Questions…
What gives you goose bumps?
Where would you like to wake up tomorrow?
What are the first things you notice when meeting someone?
What is your next great adventure?
What is the kindest thing someone has ever done for you?
My color for the year is blush. It feels young and fresh, and full of possibility. My word is ascend. As I step firmly out of three and up to four I get goosebumps thinking about getting closer to my goal of ten. I would love to wake up tomorrow in my new room, having forgone the remainder of the packing! I notice if someone looks you in the eyes, and wonder what they see. My next great adventure is either No. 5, or something I haven’t yet conceived of. Kindness…in the midst of the hustle and bustle of life, it feels pretty special when someone takes the time to hold a door. Happy New Year.