Last year’s New Year’s intention was all about finding success, about leaving behind that crappy sense of failure that lurks in your dark mind corners and looking at all of my accomplishments as things to celebrate – no matter how small. And it worked. When I started looking at things through the scope of success, they became successes… or they became successes because I was looking at them through the scope of success. Chicken or the egg. I can’t be sure which came first but I don’t really care either. It’s all a success.
Coming to the end of 2015, I had a direction for 2016’s intention; something more concrete than success — money. Hold on, hold on – not just money for money’s sake, money for my soul’s sake. Being a writer has never been about the Benjamins (ask our bank account); it would be a means to an end – a way to ensure that I can do what I love forever – so choosing “money” as my year’s intention didn’t sit right. On a regular day over break, my dad flipping though the channels, Jerry McGuire spoke to me. Well, actually, Rod Tidwell spoke to me; he talked about “the quan” – his made up word to encompass the whole package: the love, the respect, the community… and the “coin” too. The quan was wanting more and knowing he deserved it. Money is fleeting, quan has longevity. Money is sweet; quan is something else entirely. This was hitting the mark.
Today, I came across an interview with a blogger I respect and she talked about a small company she worked for and how the owner of that company approached big, intimidating brands and convinced them that she was the bees knees. This blogger said, “She showed me by example that you can ask for the moon and, if you really believe in yourself, actually get it.”
Ding, ding, ding. There. It. Was.
Ask for the moon.
Because why not? I deserve it. So do you. We all deserve the moon, so why not ask for it? The 9 to 5 job-ship has sailed for me, there is no turning back or blissful ignorance of working a job that doesn’t fulfill me. I know what I should be doing and doing anything else would, quite simply, suck.
So this year, coming off of a year that built my confidence to a place of Yes I can, this year, I ask for the moon and I’ll remember that no one ever got anywhere by planting their feet in the ground.
~ UNTIL THE NEXT BOTTLE ~
To drink more bottles and general fun sh*t, cheers along…