{UN} invite

Twenty-fourteen is rollin', don't you think?  Today is day 21 of month #1.  It's about that time that new year's resolutions are well under way or busted & blown.  In 2013, I resolved to brush my teeth and wash my face every night.  SCORE.  This habit is now sync-locked into my person. In 2013, I also vowed to write about my children every week.  BUSTED.  I only made it through March. My {my 2 in 52} series is one of my most favorites. So what if I flopped?  I began, didn't I?  And flopping means you tried.  So, I'm back in the saddle for my boys this new year and feeling quite solid about capturing their growing here in my dance space.

For those of you who know me and frequent this blog, you're aware that I like my plate full. Extra veggies, please.  Yes, I like a whole lot stuffed clear to the edges of my one dimensional dish. Between homeschooling the boys and being a custom designer in a business of one, I kinda like things poofy.  Full.  Runneth overing.  BUSY.  I also like to challenge myself to grow.  Preferably on the inside as opposed to on the out.  I like to see myself move where the light's sweeter, the worship is more and the softer, stronger side of me is showing.  I successfully documented my progress publicly in 2012.  My word was rhythm. In 2013, public professions of growth stopped in February.  I found that my word {connect} made more of me when I journaled for my eyes only.  My word for 2014 is vision.  I'm excited.  I'm amped.  I'm not certain exactly how documentation will occur be it public or private, but I do have full intentions of pushing through the soil of me for better regardless of the presentation.

I think that's what I love most about what writing does.  It documents.  It distinguishes dreams.  It calls them out and makes them real. Writing diminishes doubt.  It holds you accountable to the you...you hope to be.  Whether that endeavor is private or public, it matters not.  The audacity of growing good better inside your soul is worth it.

With this new year, I've decided to do a link challenge.  It's fitting as this challenge seems like the perfect crinoline for my {vision} goal for 2014. Yes, all simply strong & flouncy crisp, I envision this challenge to be just the right amount of support underneath so that this year's dreams will flow fantastically all swish swirly-like across my 12 month dance floor.

Edie, the author of {Life in Grace} blog, has teamed up with a few other bloggers to create #unword2014.  The challenge is simple.  Choose a word you would like to erase from your world and then work on it.  Ah, insert crisp crinoline here.

My {un}word for 2014 is INVITE.  What do I want to un-invite this year?

The crazies that's who.  The hooligans that keep me captive.  They're like Minions. And they live in my mind, swell up my heart and suck my soul with their "BEE-DOE, BEE-DOE, BEE-DOE" of malcontent.  Yes, I straight up just metaphorically made my weaknesses Minions.  I'm visual, people. Work with me here.

2014's {UN} Guest List 

doubt

gossip

negative thoughts

insecurities

comparing

 

There they are.  The culprits of killing the who I want to be.  This year I plan to work like a mad dog each & every day to eradicate them from my life.  And on the days I fail?  I will eat ice cream straight from the container and call my best friend.  She always works me through.  Then I will send them their {un} invites to the party-of-me once more.  Flopping happens, remember?  Beginning again is the battle back to better.

To live and to be the best I can be.  To make God a proud papa.  That's what I'm after.  I want to be so transparent that you could turn me inside out and see the love I have for Jesus just as joyful no matter what.  I want to encourage and I want to be a true steward to the power of hope and the being there with His glory in the good and the bad.  I want to remember what it means to sparkle.

Yes, I'm excited to do some {un} inviting.  And you?  What's your {UN}word for 2014? I'd love to hear.  Write it down.  Distinguish your dreams; diminish your doubt.  Writing to one set of eyes or a thousand: there's power in documenting the who you hope to be.  Day #21.  We got this.

.mac :)