The past few years have been very ‘goal’ focused. #bodygoals #lifegoals #couplegoals #brunchgoals. We’ve become obsessed with goal setting but seem to have forgotten the meaning of the word.
A goal should be the object of your ambitions. Not abs. Or a well poached egg.
At the beginning of 2018, like most of you, I wrote down my Goals for the Year. And I had lots. An endless list of travelling destinations; fitness aspirations; career plans and new experiences. And I tried, I really did, but most of them didn’t happen. Because my life changed, and I had to change with it. A list of wants, is not a list of goals.
I didn’t achieve 80% of the goals I set at the beginning of this year. Does that mean I failed? Absolutely not.
2018 has been the most up and down year of my life. It’s had incredible highs, and devastating lows and a whole host of curve balls. A year of lessons, some cruel, some kind, but all important. I played the hand I was dealt and did my best.
I achieved so much, yet I still felt disappointed in myself for not completing my #goals.
We have no idea what the world will throw at us, and setting an impossible list of goal after goal can create an unhealthy mindset, cause anxiety and end up doing more harm than good. Promising yourself such high expectations can lead to disappointment, and stop you realising how much you have actually accomplished.
Don’t get me wrong here, Goals are great. Goals are necessary. Goals give us focus and drive and tell us what’s important to us. But that’s exactly what they should be; important. And meaningful. Focus on change, and what that means to you. Being kinder to others (and yourself), living a healthier lifestyle, or doing more for the environment.
Live with intention.
This year I will be setting one goal: To find happiness in every day.
Yes, I have a lot of things I would love to achieve, and I will work hard to do that. But the life I have right now, is not at all where I thought I would be 5 years ago. Or 2 years ago. But I’m happy. So I will continue to roll with the punches, and get hit by curve balls, I’ll have bad days, probably bad weeks, and deal with problems I can’t even imagine yet.
Who knows what 2019 has in store, and where any of us will be this time next year.
But I will find happiness in every day.
And I hope you do too.