My Word of the year, 2014.
ENOUGH! (to see previous years …)
This one showed up a few weeks ago, driving to work. A quilting group I am part of annually shares the words they want to use as a talisman for their art. And life, as the case may be. As it happens most years, the word of the year chooses me, and I am rarely in the mood for it, or willing to give it access to my entire year, but once rooted, it refuses to allow other words the opportunity to audition for such a lofty spot in my world! And this time, I feel like maybe it needs to be tattooed on my forehead.
Because, really, enough already! (I feel somewhat successful in last years word, Choose. I did have the foot surgery, I do have a quilt going into MAQS this February…)
Where does the word ENOUGH fall in your life? As the parent hollering “ENOUGH” up the stairs at the children bickering? At the level of stupidity at work, does the word actually mean “Uncle”? I give up, I’ve had ENOUGH, I’m moving on?
Or is it more of a peaceful, comforting hug, reminding you that you have more than ENOUGH to make you happy, if only you allow it?
“You know the future’s lookin’ brighter
Every mornin’ when I get up
Don’t be thinkin’ ’bout what’s not enough, now baby
Just be thinkin’ ’bout what we got
Oh-oh, rich man, poor man, now
Really don’t mean all that much
Mama’s always told you, girl
That money can’t buy you love” Eddie Money
(Yes, even songs on the radio jump on the “Word of the Year” Bandwagon. Eddie Money, Philosopher. Who knew?)
So, ENOUGH. I, of course, have ENOUGH.
- ENOUGH food that deciding what to make for dinner is the dilemma.
- ENOUGH food that I can’t recall the last time I went to bed hungry.
- ENOUGH money that deciding what restaurant to have dinner at is a question we ask too often.
- ENOUGH money that we have to decide where we want to go on vacation each year, rather than having to decide which bill we don’t pay this month.
- ENOUGH heat in our home that I sleep warmly that well, scratch that, I think I could always use another quilt or two on the bed! But I have them to use!
- ENOUGH clothing that I don’t have to do laundry every third day. (Actually, so much clothing that the laundry seems to be full every third day!)
- ENOUGH books (blasphemy!) that I could never be bored.
- ENOUGH fabric to quilt every day of my life, and have to live to a ripe old age before running low. (Although, thread and batting might be needed.)
- ENOUGH quilting patterns I shouldn’t ever have to duplicate a quilt.
- ENOUGH creativity to ditch the majority of the patterns I do have, except for inspiration.
- ENOUGH beads to make jewelry for more people than I know.
- ENOUGH cats that Nope, never too many of those.
- ENOUGH health that most days I get up headache free, and can throw my legs over the edge of the bed with only mild groaning, can do the things I want and need to do with only marginal complaint and pain. And I make it through my day without medication of the life-saving sort. Too many people don’t have that luxury.
- ENOUGH support from the people around me, who love me as I am, unconditionally, that I can soar!
- ENOUGH friends and family that my Christmas tree looks dwarfed by presents.
- ENOUGH hours in the day to Ok, so this word isn’t all-inclusive, and has limits. But, that sounds like LIFE.
- ENOUGH love that I feel rich, indeed.
What do do with this word:
Therein lies the issue. I can easily cut in half the number of clothes I buy. That frees up money spent at thrift stores, and time looking around them. I could easily lighten the load on the closet and the dresser and still have ENOUGH to be suitably attired for whatever comes along. I can stay out of the quilt shops, and really only buy what is essential to finishing, not something because I must have this fabric. (Don’t fear, Joyce! You KNOW I will be buying!) Don’t see this as a resolution, by the way. I like pretty things!
I think this word is more of the emotional variety.
- Glass half full and all that.
- See the positive.
- Look for the good parts of not continuing to acquire; indeed, looking at what can be removed from life, without creating a sense of denial or punishment.
- A lot of that is about creativity and about being happy in your own skin and happy in the place you find yourself.
- Looking at everything you need to say no to, and realizing all the things you get to say yes to that so many other people couldn’t imagine!
- Lighting the candle or cursing the darkness.
- Being upset it isn’t Paris or excited that it is a vacation!
So, soon will begin the declutter. Again. This time, it needs to be not only of things, but of thoughts. Knowing it’s a WONDERFUL life, just the way it is. That, indeed, is ENOUGH.
I Wish You Enough– “I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish enough “Hello’s” to get you through the final “Goodbye.”
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WHY enough is enough-A woman I used to know as a child wrote this; it doesn’t HAVE to pertain only to Christmas!
“Another year over, a new one just begun….” (Happy Christmas, by John Lennon)
2012 was difficult for a lot of souls….. I hope for peace for all the hurting hearts…and that in 2013, they will be able to move forward. (2013. What WILL Triskaidekaphobiac’s do?)
For the past few years, starting with an online quilting group, I’ve chosen a word to identify/shape/define the year. Past words: Insight, Inclusive, Deliberate, Balance, Motion, Weather….. (wander through the archives to possibly read a bit about the words.)
I have never chosen the word, it CHOOSES me. (It’s something like writing fiction— when your characters are determined to do what THEY want, and the heck with your plans for them….) I actually am envious of some of the words that others come up with, but they don’t feel right, right now. So, I wait. I hear words as I go about my day, and one of them usually just latches on. Can’t shake it off, even as I wonder, ‘why this word?’
“If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.” Freewill, by Rush.
(I actually didn’t get to Choose this word, because IT won’t leave my head. Or let others in. But, I digress ) So, my word is Choose. (not Jimmy Choo’s shoes, lol)
How can this word impact my day to day existence? The word was meant first as an exercise for honing in on artistic endeavors.
If it isn’t doing anything more positive than that, then is completion more important than choosing how I expend my mental, emotional and artistic energy? (Although done IS better than perfect, is DONE necessary?) I can choose to tackle a project over my head, and reach deeper into myself to find a way to complete, and enter into a show, risking rejection, or I can choose to believe I wouldn’t be juried in in any event and not risk failure.
I can choose to go to bed with the dirty dishes hanging over my head, or I can wake to a shiny sink. (they don’t by the way. I rarely feel guilt over the lack of a clean kitchen!)
I can choose to buy the next new shiny thing, or I can watch my balances go down. I can choose to do something about the pain in my foot, thumb, shoulder, back, or continue to ignore it. I can choose to accept that I like my stuff, and the way it surrounds me, or I can keep attempting to cater to others expectations and put it away, out of view, in matching plastic totes or pretty hat boxes: more spending! ( I am sorely susceptible to the attraction of pretty hatboxes, alas…Michael’s just got in some REALLY pretty ones…and I just came up with another PERFECT use for one of my plastic totes…) I can choose to work in chaos, or orchestrate my mind to find a quieter existence. I can choose to say no, or I can be overwhelmed by all the hands reaching in for a part of me.
I can choose to sleep in, or I can fill every available hour with tasks and projects. I can choose to wake up happy,
I can choose to have empathy, I can choose to move on, I can choose to let it go.
Have the happiest of New Years. Be safe and be wonderful!
2011 is at its close. And it was a year, alright!
Begun with great personal sadness and ending with great and multiple personal gladness’s, I WEATHERED 2011 in more ways than I would have envisioned when I chose WEATHER as my word of the year. 2011’s word blog post
For the past few years, I have begun the year with a word… started in an online group of fiber artists, and each year, I admire their words, and think I might steal one of them, because I don’t have my own word yet.
This morning, as I was driving to work, the word pronounced itself to me, fully formed, and refuses to allow further thought or negotiation.
So, for 2012, my word is MOTION.
There so many ways to interpret it, to analyze it, to live it…
The simple act of getting up out of bed means I am living my word!
(Talk about being successful with a resolution!!)
But, can I take it someplace further?
- Colors answer feeling in man; shapes answer thought; and motion answers will. ~John Sterling
Envisioning the end is enough to put the means in motion~ Dorothea Brande
Growth, in some curious way, I suspect, depends on being always in motion just a little bit, one way or another.~ Norman Mailer
It is by will alone that I set my mind in motion.~ Mentat Prayer
For 2012, I have already set in motion my first one woman photo exhibit! I need to work on that, and make it become what I want it to be.
I have taken the first steps towards another run at organization of the house…
I have a date to meet with some quilt artists, and hope to see something new and exciting occur in the stagnant art place I find my fiber art resting…
But, could I take the concept of motion and make it bigger? A few years back, Timmy and I were going to do the Ukrops 10k, but I had a foot issue… hmmm…
Arlie, Timmy—March 31 is far enough away to get our bodies in motion, too! (A body in motion STAYS in motion!!!)