I haven’t given much thought to the idea of setting goals or a theme for the new year. I’m disorganized to start with, but the last couple months have felt a bit chaotic. Instead of living with intentionality, I feel like I’ve been reacting to whatever urgent thing pops up in front of me.
It’s exhausting to feel so out of control all the time, and I haven’t had much mental room for reflection.
And then I read this on the Storyline Blog:
Goals like “lose weight” or “decrease debt” are vague and uninspiring. Goals work much better when they’re set within a narrative context. Frodo would not have gone on his journey unless the fate of Middle Earth depended on it.
It’s like that with us, too. Without a narrative context, we have little motivation to become different people than we are.
Somehow during the overwhelming months of packing, moving, unpacking, settling in, adjusting to new routines, and reacting to the general Stuff of Life, I started doing the next thing without really paying attention to my narrative context.
I miss my narrative context.