That time of year

So here we are again, at that time of year where we set goals for the year to come.

Looking back, I've done OK-ish on the goals I set for myself in 2006. I weigh a little more than I did at the beginning of the year, but not so much that I feel bad about it. I'm in no better shape, although I probably exercised more this year than I have in a long time.

Spiritual goals did a little better. I wrote a novel, and in the process discovered how to make the necessary adrenaline rush of procrastination work for my creativity instead of against it. I had a moderately successful meditation practice; like my exercise program, I didn't succeed completely, but I certainly did sit more than I ever had before.

So for 2007, I only have one goal: healing. Of course, it breaks down into many tasks, but that's the big strategic goal. (Can you tell we've been doing strategic planning at work? I've got the whole yucky bureaucratic vocabulary stuck in my head, like an earworm that won't let go.)

I want to eat well and exercise regularly. I want to meditate and start up a yoga practice. I want to write every day, both creatively and therapeutically (if you can even make such a distinction). I want to learn to be happy where I am, and grateful for what I have, and to learn to turn my yearnings for other and better things into action towards those things.

Oh, hell, I just want to perfect myself in the upcoming year. Not too big a goal, right? :)

Happy New Year, everyone. Thanks for spending the year with me.