Word of the Year: ACTION
I am really proud that I started my blog and I am oddly ok that I didn’t post consistently like I previously thought I had to do. Probably because I had one other project I really wanted to launch and I turned my focus on that.
For the past couple of years I have picked a one word theme for the year. I got the idea from my favorite podcast- happier with Gretchen Rubin. It’s wonderful and helpful and I highly recommend you check it out.
My word for this year was ACTION.
The two things that I wanted to act on was- start my blog & start a podcast.
I didn’t plan it this way but as it goes, I wrote my blog (Burn Brightly) the first half of the year & published a podcast in the second. (Its called ‘For the Love of Business’ and you can find it on Spotify and apple podcasts)
The joy that this fills me with is so bright and light and playful. I’m giddy. Like Christmas morning giddy. It’s exciting and fresh and fun.
The best part is I really don’t care about recognition or approval or profit. It was simply about showing up for me, as me. Bonus points if it helped someone along the way.
This is a welcome change from how I felt in the beginning of the year, because, to be honest, it was the furthest thing from bright light or proud.
“Burn Brightly” was the antidote of allowing the world around me break my spirit.
And believe me, it tried. The last two years were filled with so many lessons I never wanted to learn. But because I am who I am, of course, I’m grateful - blah blah stronger, wiser, whatever.
It felt like Love Lane Kitchen was still clawing its way out from repercussions of the pandemic with a new and exciting monkey wrench of inflation thrown in for good measure. It was like we finally got out of the woods only to walk into a field of rabid flying monkeys. The costs of goods skyrocketed. With some ingredients like meat and dairy doubling in price and others, like eggs, tripling in price. Everything increased, detergents, dish towels, soap, paper goods, take out containers, every single food item we ordered was just costing more and more each week. It felt impossible to keep up. No wonder restaurants are closing.
At this point I feel like Rambo covered in his own blood with a cigarette hanging from the corner of my mouth and my weapon raised and I’m like, Try me. I freakin dare you. All of a sudden I’m just not scared anymore. And there is nothing- nothing- more fierce than a woman who is unafraid.
No one was going to take me down, break my spirit or dim my light. Not even me, whom, trust me, is my fiercest rival.
Burn Brightly helped me see that- because that is always what happens when I write. I gain clarity and strength and most of all courage.
The podcast is just good fun and I am really enjoying it. I’m proud to follow through on my one word theme, and to be whatever I want, a writer, a boss, the best wife, friend, daughter, sister, aunt, co-host, editor, dreamer. Whatever it is, The fire is (finally) burning bright.
