thebluesock

By Cynthia Bigrigg

Three nights ago, just as I was falling asleep, I had a kind of vision. In it, I was dancing down the main street of my town, loose, free and full of joy. I felt wide open, carefree, as if my soul were bared for all to see. I met someone I knew on the sidewalk and stopped to say hello and give them a hug. The confidence and happiness I felt in that four second vision astounded me so much that I snapped right out of it. I was instantly sad that what I saw and felt in my mind’s eye had vanished, but what I heard and felt in my awakened state was a loud and resounding YES. It was almost New Year’s, and my love for change and progression was putting the pressure on me to come up with some sort of resolution and a plan to go with it. I had searched externally for days, online and through books, in my relationships and in my home, and tried not to be disappointed when nothing inspired me. I knew this had to be it.

So here are my resolutions for 2012:
1) Go to church regularly.
2) Follow (loosely, but DO follow) the routine I have created for myself.
3) Be single and unattached for the year (but still have fun. A lot of it.).
4) Become the more carefree, uninhibited, beautiful, more confident and unchangeably happy person that is dying to show herself from within me.

I have high hopes and expectations for this year. I want adventures. I want fun. I want to have stories that I can write about, but that I will also be able to tell my one-day children (or nieces, nephews and godchildren) – even if I have to omit details to keep the stories age-appropriate and not be accused of being a bad influence. I want new people, new connections and new opportunities. I want to accomplish things. Most of all, I want to squeeze every drop of potential out of each minute, because I am always moving forward, and when I leave, who knows if I will return.

Happy New Year!