Today is December 21, 2021. What note will I want to read from myself today in exactly one year, December 21, 2022?
I have so many questions about the upcoming year.
There are so many things I want, I need, I love….. freedom, health, joy, compassion, love, beautify, fulfillment… I mean, really. This list could be quite extensive if I just put down every good thing I can think of.
Maybe a year is too big.
How about 3 months.
3 possible letters to myself to read in 3 months:
An amazing 3 months:
Letter to myself to read March 31, 2022. Dear me, What a few months! You’ve done so much! Everything is popping! You are so healthy and happy! So connected to others in deep and inherently valuable ways! You’ve made so much money you never have to think about it again! Wow!
A crappy 3 months:
Dear me, March 31, 2022. Well, that was wasted. It all kinda slipped by in a fog of concern for the trivial. Ugh. You did a lot of chores. Got that handled. But what did you do that is truly rewarding? Did you do enough of those things? Do you even know what those things are? Maybe you better get straight on that, 3 months ago.
A mixed 3 months:
Dear me, did you feel grounded, connected, and helpful? Or were you kind of lost and adrift? I guess a little of both, huh. Well, good work on the good work. Let’s celebrate and highlight those things, and invest. And, for the wasted time, and shooting-yourself-in-the-foot stuff, let’s mourn it, let it be, and maybe release it a little. You did some great work on creating your vision. You connected with people in an open, honest way. You took care of your health moderately well — that’s an area of struggle, I know. Sad that some things don’t click, while other things do. Did you do the work of Byron Katie, that’s some good stuff. Let’s work on a consistent mental health practice, or two, or three, or more! Let’s make this fun, let’s make it art, let’s make it adventure.
Now I’m ready to write a letter for the next 3 months! (Then.)
Love, Sincerely, Best, Respectfully, Warmly,