BOLD 2017

Every week, I listen to the Happier podcast hosted by Gretchen Rubin and Elizabeth Craft. Rubin, who identifies as a happiness expert, raises fascinating questions about the relationship between habits and happiness that work towards illuminating tangible strategies for promoting happiness in our everyday lives. In a recent episode of the podcast, Rubin recommended choosing a word for the new year – something that would act as an inspirational theme to help move towards your goals. I really liked this suggestion upon hearing it but I was also overwhelmed by the idea of picking one word that encompassed my hopes for an entire year. I decided that I would wait until New Years Day to choosing my word as I liked the idea of being in the temporal space of the new year while deciding. In my mind, I likened it to parents waiting to name a child until after the child is born. I wanted to give myself a little time to get to know 2017 before choosing how to characterize it. 

Yesterday, I woke up and decided to get on my mat. I was eager to take in some the new year’s energy. I was excited to tap into my spirit through my mind and body. So I began to move. I tried to move in ways that felt good – that felt necessary in that moment. I pretended as if my body was a sheet of paper that had been folded and then reopened. I had to tap into myself to figure out the patterns, to figure out what made sense. Moving in this way allowed me to experience a freedom – the very same freedom that keeps me coming back to my mat time and time again. 

I moved swiftly but with authority. I commanded each pose, showing little concern for falling or losing balance. I lunged, I launched, I laughed. I flew. 

As I cooled down, I began to come back into the space of my bedroom. The sounds of my mom preparing breakfast – the sharp tings of pots and the grumbles of closing cabinets- reminded me of my material reality. It was only then that I realized that I had just come back from a journey. 

So I asked myself, what was it about this experience of movement that allowed me to find such a freedom. What had I tapped into during this asana that allowed for brief transcendence? 

I was bold. 

For the first time in a long time, I moved with intention and without hesitation. I took risks without dwelling on the potential consequences of a failure. I not only listened to my body, but I trusted what it had to say. 

This flow reminded me of my power. It reminded me how far confidence will take me and that I should never underestimate its virtue. 

So what does it look like for me to be bold in 2017?

Ultimately, it means trusting myself and the universe. It means moving deliberately and acting with intention in everything that I do. I means reminding myself that whether I “succeed” or “fail”, I am experiencing, and there will thus be an opportunity for growth. 

Cheers to being bold in 2017. 

If you had to choose one word for 2017, what would it be? 


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