Ah, How I Love a New Year !

Author: Beth Waddel
02.01.2009

I am sure it’s a myth, or another of my denial mechanisms, but the New Year always makes me feel giddy. I mean, anything is possible. On New Year’s Eve I spend time (some times lots of time) writing out my resentments and “bad feelings” about things, people, and events that seem to eat away at my core. I compile all this scraps of paper, burn them (safely), save the ashes and when the ground thaws  I bury the ashes. Once those resentments are burned, they are gone. I cannot revisit those resentments. They go up into the cosmos.

My first act of this  New Year is to join Facebook. Needless to say I have many friends who are much younger than I am and they have encouraged me to join the net-generation. So, I have been having a grand time tackling a new task and it’s been quite fun and quite challenging. That kind of activity keeps us from focusing on the stuff that’s “wrong, unfair and the things we can do nothing about.”

Part of my new coaching endeavors is going to be establishing my Happiness Boot Camp as part of my Facebook profile.  Not sure how that is going to come together, but you know what? I am ready for a change. I am tired of focusing of what went wrong this year in my life, in my friends lives, in the economy, it’s time to focus on what’s right. SO, I am going back to my original roots of studying and sharing the results of the positive psychology research.

Again, not rocket science, but there’s some exciting things going on out there that will enable us all to manage those rough patches in life (like widowhood), but hopefully with the aid of fellow travelers we will be able to accomplish this.

I am learning about webinars, groups conducted with people all over the country via phone where the kind of support and connection can be achieved. The training program I have partipated in for over three years is conducted via phone and it is a natural forum to develop community and combat isolation.

So, stay tuned for the new and improved blog for 2009. I guess my two week stint in the hospital this summer with a lung abscess paid off after all. As I was feeling “victimized” and “abandoned” by the cosmos much the way I felt when I was widowed, I knew something “good” would come from the despair.

This must  be it.

Happy New Year !


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