The year of the Dragon is the year for great deeds, innovative ideas and big projects. The dragon gives happiness and success to all good and honest people. During this period we should be bold and not humble.
So says one of the first superstitious websites I googled regarding this year’s Chinese calendar predictions.
I, myself, am not superstitious in anyway. However I do enjoy hopeful and wishful thinking and looking towards the future in a positive light. So, this Chinese New Year of 2012 being the dragon- or rather more specifically, “the black water dragon”- works for me as it touches on a few of my own sort of… New Year’s resolutions. Although I didn’t “officially” make any this year. I didn’t announce any as we were going around taking turns doing so just before the clock struck midnight making it January 1st. Unlike I usually do. This year, I thought it would be better to make them quietly to myself. Just for me, on my own terms. Many people feel they’ve already accomplished part of their resolution by simply stating it to others. Which results in their not trying and in turn, their failure to keep said resolution(s). And perhaps I’ve fallen into that exact trap. Whichever, I didn’t follow suit this year. Instead, I’ve been, in a nut shell, taking the direct opposite approach: To plan not to plan.
For most of my life, or for the years I can recall, I’ve been a planner. Ask anyone. Who plans and gets everyone together? Who writes bucket lists and leap lists and encourages others to as well just for fun? Who plans their own birthday party and others’ celebrations as well and creates deadlines to be finished certain creative projects that shouldn’t be shoved inside a timed box but does it anyway time and time again even though she’s been warned not to and has experienced the pressure and stress it generates that leads to it inevitably falling through firsthand?
Needless to say, that would be myself.
I’m not saying I’m boycotting all planning, some planning is necessary. However, at times, unnecessarily, I tend to over plan. And I’m finding, for me, it is unhealthy.
So, perhaps not since the very first day of this new year have I been perfectly and brilliantly managing to not over plan and have been relishing in the success of my new mental endeavor- but come to think of it- that in itself contradicts what I’m aiming to improve.
What I want and what I’m focusing on more than anything is to enjoy each day as it comes. Now, I know we’ve all heard this advice told to us in many different ways and by many different people, and I don’t know about you, but personally, I didn’t fully grasp and actually start truly living with that intention until just a few days ago. It’s one thing to appreciate someone’s advice and agree with someone else’s perspective. And it’s also one thing to adopt that as your own. But it is an entirely separate effort to earnestly and honestly live by it. Especially one that applies to everyday life. There are so many small, simple truths that are forgotten and taken for granted so easily. And among them are the most valuable.
Enjoying and utilizing each and every day as it comes is more or less the result of not over-planning. I find when I over plan I get ahead of myself, and I don’t want to hurry through any stage of my life. I don’t want to waste a perfectly good day obsessing over tomorrow.
I suppose that’s my latest life lesson. And already I feel it’s enriched my life. Not so much in the happenings of my life, but in my perspective. Which might be something else that’s too commonly taken for granted…
I’m eighteen. I’m still a teenager, a kid even. I have my whole life ahead of me to do whatever it is I desire. Right now, my life is simple. Arguably even more simple than it has been in the past. But was there ever anything wrong with that?
I’ve been having a lot of fun lately. Doing a lot of simple, teenage things. :) Staying in and going out with friends bowling, shopping, eating out, seeing live shows and the like. I’ve been getting into more things. For instance, I’ve been reading a lot more lately and just formed a rather small, but rather lovely, book club with three of my friends. We had our first “meeting” yesterday. ^^ I’ve been getting outside more as well. Had a few sunny days where hiking in the forest turned into my new favorite outdoor activity.
I’ve just made it my priority to live actively. Everyday. And enjoy myself, everyday. And go with the flow too. When songwriting inspiration strikes instead of motivation to produce, then I’ll go with it. I won’t fight what I want or what I’m feeling to get a job done. Cause then it turns into just that, work.
I’ve been writing quite a bit lately. A lot- mostly actually- on piano. I’ve also been making some noteworthy improvements in my piano playing. Which is very fun and very exciting for me! :)
Yeah… It’s going well. When things aren’t looking up, it’s okay. Cause I’ll be.
So, cheers to this year and cheers to making our day-to-day lives really count.
Also, I’ve posted new photos to my Flickr account. Some from my latest additions to my now ready-to-record studio, some of my new hobbies, and some from a Chinese New Year parade we attended today, which sparked the topic for this blog post. :] They’re included in the Winter ‘11/’12 set that also has pictures from the holidays and early January, when I was blog unavailable. Check ‘em out!
It’s been a very long time since I blogged last. Which is highly unusual for me. Like I’ve mentioned before, I’ve been blogging for the past three and a half years solidly about my music and my life, my musings and so forth… I never had the problem of keeping up with it. It had always been something I found myself doing. And I love how I can look back now at what I wrote then and see how my mind worked and how my life was. I’ve always been very sentimental, so I’ve always appreciated that part of it.
Lately however, as you may have been aware, I up and stopped. I was on “hiatus” for about… a month? There was one Nicholas Sparks quote that slipped by. :P But other than that, I’ve been on vacay.
I’ve been writing in journals more than ever. Which is one of the reasons for my absence. Even though my 18th birthday came and went (the day my 17th year challenge of writing in a journal everyday ended), I continued to write almost every day. Just like I had before. It seems to be a habit I don’t want to break. And so, I shan’t.
I just said, “shan’t.” ^^
I seem to be utilizing my Flickr account as some sort of photo blog… Which is another reason why I haven’t been on tumblr. But I suppose the main reason is and always has been that I felt I needed a break from the internet. Or rather, from spending too much time (in my mind at the time) on the internet.
But… blogging. I miss it. Keeping a journal and maintaining a blog are, as it turns out, two different things. Journals are more personal- I find for me anyway. I figure a lot out about myself through journaling. It’s somewhere I can go at the end of the day to unload or reflect or even just vent. I can be as vulnerable and as detailed as I please. My journaling tends to consist mostly of realizations and personal thoughts and feelings- things that don’t need to be published. Whereas, blogging creates a place or a community rather, where people can relate and come together through their life experiences. I really appreciate how it can start and keep a dialogue going. I also find blogging to be inspiring. Following other people’s blogs, learning from their stories, absorbing a different perspective on things. It’s refreshing. It’s enlightening. It’s always helped me see a bigger picture. And I love that and miss that about blogging.
So… :) It looks as if I owe it to myself to be back.
Perhaps I should hound my brother for the custom tumblr theme he promised to code for me for my last birthday. That would certainly put a skip in my step… or a… click in my type?
lol. I don’t know.
But what I do know is: I’m back, tumblr community. How have you been? :)
“I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.”—Nicholas Sparks (The Notebook)