Making lists are sort of a guilty pleasure for me. I like to make lists about everything, leaving a trail of scattered papers around the house. Naturally, I had to make a list of New Year’s resolutions. It went something like this:

1. Go jogging once in a while (hey, you never know when zombies are going to take over the world)

2. Finish another novel

3. Be more social (I tend to hide behind my MacBook in my office)

4. Learn how to pluck own eyebrows–no, really, I don’t know how…

5. Learn to appreciate the little things…and avoid junk food.

Inevitably, when making a list of resolutions the items on said list usually end up being things that I want to change about myself. So I had a thought. While change can be good, maybe it’s time that we spend the wee hours of the New Year appreciating what we think is awesome about ourselves. If positivity and inspiration is a state of mind, then it is up to us to cultivate that feeling.


Sending Good Thoughts into the Universe

I once had a yoga teacher who, in the middle of some funny head stand would postulate on the mysteries of the universe.  The yoga studio was above some storefronts, but once you were up the rickety, colourful stairs it was a whole different world.  It was dimly lit and sweet smelling.  Every corner of the room was piled high with crocheted afghans and yoga mats.

My mother and I were the only customers who seemed to visit.  I’m not really sure why–it was a fabulous spot.  Although I live too far away to visit now (does it even exist anymore?), I think about the yoga lady (whose name I have forgotten) sometimes.  It was something that she said to me on the last day we visited:

“You have to send good thoughts out there into the universe and good things will come back to you.”

Okay, I know it sounds a little strange, but I think that there is value in thinking this way.  If you focus your energy on positive things then it is easier to do what you need or want to do.  So in the spirit of the season and the mysterious yoga lady, I’m sending lots of good thoughts into the universe.

I’m trusting that in return, I won’t get underpants in my stocking this year.  But who knows? It’s up to the universe to decide.