I don’t make new year’s resolutions. And perhaps outside of some running targets I have in mind, I also don’t have goals. I don’t do vision boards, and I don’t write down any sort of plans or schemes. Perhaps I should, but for the most part I don’t like attaching myself to things like that. But the one thing I do enjoy is what Mish from Mished Up has done the last few years – having a word of the year. In her latest post, she discusses her challenges in coming up with the word, and what it means to her. I have ripped her off been greatly inspired by that, and this is my second year in doing the word of the year.
I tend to look at the word of the year (WOY) as a sort of mantra for me. While I have many spiritual principles guiding me, I do like the idea of having one word that will take the helm, that will be a compass for me, that will navigate me both consciously and unconsciously. Last year’s WOY was “patience”. And it suited me – I was struggling with many things, internally and externally, and I required myself to wait things out. To let things settle into their own ways. To allow myself to step back and allow things to unfold as Creator would have it. And while I crumbled at times, I found that being patient brought me more serenity and a deeper understanding of myself.
This year, after reading Mish’s post, I started to think about what word I wanted to use. Let me rephrase that. I opened myself up to what word wanted to use me. As I sat for a few moments and thought up some typical words – hope, dreams, forgiveness, etc. I found myself not feeling anything towards them. Noble words and intentions they are, but they did not capture my imagination. But one word jumped on me like a gorilla on banana bread (note – there is no scientific evidence that gorillas enjoy banana bread. Especially if it has walnuts in it. Ewwwww.) I tried to push the word away, but it was insistent. I went to bed, hoping to sleep on it. When I woke up the next day, that word was tattooed across my mind in capital letters. Again, I tried to ignore it.
I went skating that same morning with my oldest. He is a late bloomer like me, so it’s only now as a 7-year-old is he interested in skating. We had the rink to ourselves and I watched him as he puttered about for one lap, tripping and slipping, but smiling as he fell. He then began to balance himself more, and before we both knew it, he had done two laps without stumbling. And as I watched him, that word hit me one final time. I was watching it in action. Creator was smacking me in the head with this one.
Perseverance.
That is my WOY for 2015. Ironic that the word wouldn’t let go of me. Whereas I thought it a negative word, or a plodding and uninspiring one, I now see the nobility in it. I can see how this can play out in this new year. For example, in my running, I have hit a sort of plateau. Winter training is often tough, as there are no races or clear cut goals until spring. It’s dark and cold. It doesn’t feel like any progress is being made. It’s mentally and physically draining. But this is where I need to persevere, like my boy on his skates. And the small victories will start to add up. Before I know it I will be racing 10, 30 and 42.2 km courses and this will all pay off. I have to keep my mind on track.
Being perseverant in my recovery is important too. I have rested on my laurels way too often this past year, and realize that I need to continue doing what has worked for me thus far. Letting that go to the way side is dangerous for this dude. Keeping in contact with other alcoholics and getting outside my comfort zone and reaching out and working my program is paramount to everything else. I need to remind myself that this whole recovery thing doesn’t have a destination. The journey itself is the destination. As it’s written – we “trudge the road of Happy Destiny”. It’s not trudge to Happy Destiny. We walk with purpose. And that is what perseverance allows me – to trudge without distraction.
Perseverance has never been my strong suit, to be honest. So this is going to be a tough one to follow through on. I was a notorious quitter (except booze, of course). If something had a whiff of being “too hard” then I shut that baby down before it even got started. My tolerance for pain is lower than a snakes’s belly (I seem to have a thing for animal analogies today). My ability to see something through is not second nature. Giving up has always been Plan A. In 20 years, I have never worked at a job for more than 2 1/2 years. I was always on the go, one eye on the exit. Until this current job. I have my eye on one particular job that may or may not be available right now, but other than that, I am very content with where I am at, and have mentally adjusted to the fact that I may even retire there. We’ll see. But that is very unlike the old me to stick through something.
I would also mention that the opposite of perseverance, letting go, is also an important lesson. I think of the Serenity Prayer here – learning to accept things as they are, to change them as needed and having the wisdom to know the difference. So sometimes I know I will need to back off. To see that perhaps what I am persevering in isn’t a healthy thing. I learned this very lesson just a few days ago.
I was on a vegetarian diet for the last 4 1/2 months. No reason why I swore off, other than I thought I might get healthier. I didn’t make the switch as a forever type oath. I just wanted to see how my body would react. Things were seemingly going well until a few weeks ago. I found my energy waning. I couldn’t focus on anything. My mind felt foggy. The best way I could describe it was how it felt when I went off anti-depressants – it was like my brain was heavy. I was getting headaches. No matter how much I slept, I felt exhausted. Always. I had troubles completing work outs. I even bailed on one. During this time, my wife would say that perhaps the vegetarian diet wasn’t for me. I persevered in staying away from meat, fish and chicken, even though I was lethargic and felt off.
It got to the point where two days ago, my wife had had it with me. She told me I was always grumpy and complaining about being tired and told me “go eat a burger!”. I did some online sleuthing and confirmed what she had been saying – I was iron deficient. My vegetarian diet was more of a carb diet for me. I was a vegetarian who wasn’t eating vegetables. Or much protein. So my stores of iron were diminishing until I had the tell-tale signs of iron depletion – lethargy, inability to focus, increased lactic acid (which would explain my muscles always sore). So my perseverance was being channeled in the wrong way. It morphed into unhealthy persistence. My ego got in the way, and I suffered for it. And my family did. (I am back on meat now and I already feel better).
So not only do I want to practice perseverance, but I also need the wisdom to know where to apply it. And that is going to be the challenge.
Whether I am on a snow-dusted track on a freezing day, in a lull in my professional life, or struggling in some other aspect of my life, I will persevere.
I will persevere to greatness.
Happy New Year to all.
Good word choice 🙂
I LOVE it!!!
Great word, and your writing is so beautiful and clear that I just felt it all opening up for you!
here’s to a great year Paul!
Great choice. Makes me think that I should choose a word of the year… Hmm….
Oh yeah! Word of the year. Like you, I’m not one for resolutions. However, this year I do have a word of the year. I just posted about it today on my blog too. My word is ‘CREATE’
“I opened myself up to what word wanted to use me.”
–I love that Paul. Soooo true. Because even though we focus on that word, it’s really that word that drives us. So then, it ends up using us.
@ perseverance. Great word Paul. And remember also, you will never reach perfection. Remember one of my posts in December that mentioned that doing our best is all that’s required. That’s it my friend. Your perseverance becomes perfection, because you don’t give up, but keep going on and striving for the better.
@ winter running. Uck! I used to run. I still run, but only about 10 minutes after my exercise regime to finish it off. However, I used to run in Ottawa winter weather. Eek. I’m sure you can empathize. I would wear one of those fleecy over-th-heat type of head coverings that left only a space for the eyes and mouth and had a draw string. I also used long johns over my sweats and two pairs of runners. Whew! Those were cold times.
Happy new year to you, my fellow canuck.
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Hugs and blessings.
Staci
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Last year, our Sunday school class did that, but I never settled on a word. This is the year! Thanks for the inspiration!
I think that to let go is a part of perseverance…one must be prepared to let go of things that get in the way of your persevering.
The opposite of perseverance is indifference.
As per usual, you rock, Paul!
I loved everything about this post…the title, the message, the awesomely awkward photos and the word. Oh, the irony/metaphor that the perseverant word wouldn’t leave you alone. The poetry of it grabs me by the belt straps.
Bravo, Paul. I have no doubt you’ll persevere this year. xoxoxo
I love this idea of having a WOY! What a brilliant approach to the year ahead. I really identified with your reasons behind choosing it as well as also the difficulties around knowing when perseverance is not actually a positive attribute. That’s something I have found really difficult in early recovery; knowing when I’m listening to the good voice in me as opposed to the sick one. I thought the post was really engaging and well written too – thanks for posting 🙂
Oh Paul. Perseverance, yes. Many of our comments to each other embrace this word without ever using it. It’s about waiting, not giving up, holding tight without looking for the next exit. Doing stuff despite. Doing it anyway. And doing our best at it. Holding faith that it will yield something. What? Don’t know. But there’s a quiet majesty to it. Bravo my friend.
I loved the pictures.
I think perserverance is an excellent word. And i also dont’t think the opposite is letting go. I think the opposite is indifference.
Being open to new information (ie low iron resulting from a vegetarian die) is helpful information.
I hope the burger was good!
Anne
I love the point you make about needing to know the difference between when to persevere and when to let go. Or when to shake things up like you did with your diet. I guess the key lies in remembering what the point is. You were trying to be healthier, not the best vegetarian. By changing your diet in an effort to stay healthy, you actually persevered. Happy persevering and Happy New Year Paul!
Love this post, except that one picture. Neither the man or woman are wearing blaze orange, a hunting hazard in the making.
My word is Mindfulness. Working on being present. Sooooo hard! Good luck in the new year Paul.
What a great word, and I am in awe of your courage in selecting it. Perseverence is a word that frightens me to death. As we’ve already determined that you and I were conjoined twins in a past life, it will come as no surprise to discover that I share your tendency to give up when the going gets rough.
I eagerly anticipate future posts to see how this works out. You are my role model, Paul!
May this may year bring you all you desire, not just what you deserve, Paul. Respect REDdog
Love the word choice and where do you get those photos, always so entertaining. We go veggie for the month of January every year, but we eat lots of tofu (must disguise with lots of flavors and textures) and since I’m naturally bitchy I never noticed a change in temperament. Happy New Year, Paul.
Sharon
I love the word! And I love the mental image I got from the part you wrote about your 7 year old perservering on skates 🙂
Such a strong word. Looking forward to hearing about how you entertwine with one another this year.
how can one post be simultaneously meaningful AND hilarious? it’s as if Mother Teresa had turned out to be excellent at tapdancing… thank you for both aspects of this mind bending post.
love your WOY. and love that it has such a great adjective, too – why does the ‘t’ make ‘perseverant’ particularly cool?
We shall persevere! I love your photos…made me smile today. ❤
Another post I love in its richness, Paul. I so appreciate the reminder:
“that I need to continue doing what has worked for me thus far.”
If I may, a (long) word of encouragement. I’m copying over a part of a recent thread with a reader who speaks of himself as a cheating vegan. For whatever you can take away:
My response(s):
The human body was not designed for food fads. Yes, there is overwhelming research supporting the benefits of a vegan diet but you do well to listen to your body. Every body is unique, has its own constitution. No book or theory can tell me what I should be eating without understanding the complexities and vicissitudes of this body and the constitution I inherited. Those who stake their ground on the nutritional landscape also often neglect to factor in the dynamics of our environment and their impact on us. We need, and therefore crave, more warming foods in the winter, for instance. Hence the attraction to roasting and to foods like stews. If anything, I have found great wisdom in the truism of Traditional Chinese Medicine, that any extreme becomes its reverse.
Rather than consider it cheating, perhaps you can be fairer to yourself and decide it’s honoring your body’s call for balance esp in the seasonal shifts. It’s what your post was about, in fact – that you should observe and heed your own messages (empirical discovery) to test and prove the theory (of nutritional -isms and dictum) rather than impose the theory on yourself. Animal protein and spices (like those in curry) are warming. Raw foodists do themselves a disservice in their die-hard allegiance to what they don’t realize is cold food (raw = cold, cooked = warmer), too much of which actually weakens the G.I.
It’s a revised relationship with your self/body I am encouraging, where the concept of cheating becomes instead conscious choosing and honoring – and enjoying. At least in the area of food.
Thank you for a great post. I love the WOY which I really need to work on. I have always been a planner/starter but not a finisher. 🙂
Art
I can’t add anything here except to say that I love the way your Creator slapped you upside the head with a brick on this one. Makes me not feel so alone. You’re a little slow too! 🙂
Hugs,
Sherry
Happy New Year Paul!!! Perseverance and patience:-) I’ll take last year’s and this year’s!!!!
Sounds like your word really persevered (harhar). I love it. It piggybacks perfectly on patience, I think. And it’s so so true that staying with something good – like sobriety or running – can feel inexplicably hard at times, especially when we’ve plateaued or aren’t feeling the highs. And yet the only way out is through. Someone wrote in a comment (somewhere) recently that they don’t ever know when they’re in a tough spot until after it’s done. Being in the middle of one is the most dangerous part, and where perseverance as a mantra would really come in handy. I like this word a lot and will keep it close by too. Thanks for the awesome post. Happy running and new year too!
Great word for 2015!! I truly love this word, and had never given it much thought before sobriety. In fact I even carry perseverance around my neck in the form of a necklace. Consider it an adjective and a verb, I think each one of us on our sober journey perseveres every day we don’t pick up a. Drink… That same perseverance helps us make amends with others and with ourselves, forgiving ourselves. Perseverance also gives us hope, especially to the newly sober or those struggling with addiction that life will get better in sobriety, the promises that AA discusses will happen if we persevere. Stay the course, one day, or one moment at a time!
Thank you Paul for another amazing post
Katie😊
OK Paul. . . Now this eye ball thing just has to stop!! LOL. My word for the year? Recovery . . .Of course!! Another awesome post my friend. 🙂 *Cat*