I have never been a fan of making New Year resolutions. On the occasions I have tried to make resolutions I have usually forgotten them by the end of January. But I think I finally understand a little of what makes me so resistant to the whole idea.
Several threads feed into my thinking on this.
Firstly, I have been able to make some significant changes in my life, but each time I have been responding to an invitation of some kind. I have the will to make the necessary change and to sustain it.
Secondly, every time I have tried to make a change because I felt it was something that I ought to do I have failed. Those same changes have been possible when a real motivation emerged.
Thirdly, and most importantly, I think the idea of New Year resolutions is predicated on an illusion. The illusion that the stresses that prevented me from making better choices this year will be less next year.
Why would I think that something I struggle with today will be easier tomorrow? (Unless there has been something real, concrete and highly unusual that got in my way today).
So, once more I am not making a resolution. I will simply write up on the white board in my office – the simple phrase ‘You are not likely to feel like doing this task any more tomorrow’.