I am 32 today. I love being in my 30s. I’ve kind of been slacking on my goals the last couple of years. There has been so much change so far in this new decade that I’m in, and now I’m pushing the reset button to refocus on what I want to do and who I want to be. Which brings me to my word for 32.
Last year’s word was spirit. These past few weeks, I’ve been sitting with the word thrive. I realized that, while I’ve been enjoying many aspects of my life lately, I’ve been feeling as though I’ve merely been existing. Surviving, but not thriving, you might say. So I thought I’d make that my word. I recognized that it’s a little cheesy though, so I mentioned this to a friend, and he suggested the word flourish. While I liked that better, it still didn’t feel like my word.
Then, while reflecting back on the last few years, I remembered how before I moved to Orange County, I kept hearing the word rooted. And now that I’m in LA, I feel as though I’m well on my way to becoming fully rooted where I am. But that wasn’t my word either.
Rooted. Flourish. Thrive.
As I thought about these words and what they all mean, it came to me. Bloom. That was the word. Coincidentally one of the definitions for bloom is “to flourish or thrive.”
So with that in mind, here are some goals for 32.
1. More clean eating.
Inspired by Whole30, which I did in August, I want to make it a point to eat cleanly as much as possible. This also means I’ll need to cook far more often than I do, which will bode well for both my bank account and my waist line. I also want to make my own bread at least once this year, which kind contributes to goal 3 (see below).
2. Be more intentional with my free time.
LA is starting to feel more like home, but it’s taking much longer than I had hoped. To help the effort along, I want to make a point to utilize my free time better by exploring new places, scheduling time with friends, getting outside more, and establishing healthy routines.
3. Nourish a creative outlet.
I was thinking back to who I was a child recently, and reminisced on how I used to write and illustrate stories for myself, just for fun. A meme was going around the other day on how my generation no longer has hobbies because we’ve tried to turn them all into side hustles. This is in hopes of combatting that.
4. Read more books.
I used to read so much when I was younger. It was my favorite post-bedtime activity. And then I realized that I hardly read at all now because the time I used to spend reading is now spent mindlessly scrolling on my phone.
5. Do yoga.
I’ve never really tried yoga because it always seemed so slow and boring. I’ve been thinking about giving it a shot though, and ended up meeting a yoga instructor at the dog park the other day, and I’m now even more inspired and motivated to do so.
All my goals for this year are pretty intertwined, and they fit well with the spirit of bloom. I didn’t realize it then, but 31 was a great launchpad for where I am going now. Here’s to a new year!