My words find me. They always have. I pray about the word that is intended for me and then I remain open until it finds me.
I often have lists of possibilities, but the reality is there’s not much organized or objective about choosing a word. I go by what feels right.
Actually, I eliminate based on what doesn’t feel right. That’s what happened with settle. I thought it would be the perfect word, but it didn’t feel right. Neither did abide. Nor calm.
I believe this is why I’m often surprised and even resistant to my word in the beginning. There is a power greater than me who knows what I need. I find my One Little Words to be small gifts that guide me into becoming a better version of myself.
I’ve been holding my OLW 2021 close to my heart. My Christmas tree is still up, and I’ve been sitting with the lights, wondering if I’m cheating Christmas 2021 by already having the white lights twinkle magic this year. Today, I realized I’m not cheating Christmas. Instead, I’m setting myself up for a sweet circular ending —beginning and ending by the Christmas tree.
Beginning and ending thinking about peace.
Let's Be Email Pals!
Teaching writers doesn't have to drown us.
Enter your information to receive my free eBook, plus weekly tips and encouragement for teaching writers.