Charm + Glamour + Captivation + Fascination
Welcome to 2020.
I’m going to be radically honest: this is the decade I have been living my whole life for. I’ve always been enchanted by the Roaring 20’s where the glamour, transformative culture, and the modern age made it all the way to the rock roads and brick streets of my hometown. I love perusing the local newspapers on microfilm at my library reading all the forgotten stories of this particular decade. And knowing that I would be living 100 years later at an age where I was still young enough to be a wide-eyed flapper but old enough to enjoy the experience, I couldn’t wait to capture this decade like a moonbeam in a jar.
If I sound too happy, too vibrant, too New Year’s Resolutions—I don’t care. I spent the past decade fighting, working through, untangling, learning, growing, enduring, building, and burning. The universe has taught me so many lessons and I’ve composed a life for myself that I love. I’m not starting this decade from scratch like the previous one, I’m starting from experience.
2017 was the worst year of my life. 2018 was a year of healing. 2019 was a year of transformation. And now, 2020? Going to be the best year of my life thus far, because I’m going to make that happen.
I am going to read so many good books, and write a few, and drink a ton of water and take care of my body. I’m going to travel, make plans, work out, hustle, and achieve.
Yeah, I want to do a lot. But I’m not going to force myself to make a big change all at once. I’m going to go forward using the tools I’ve been given and the skills I’ve been practicing up until now.
I’m going to do the things that make me happy and do them well. This is the year of not cutting corners. Quality over quantity. Executing my vision without (so many) compromises.
When I thought about designating a word for my upcoming year, MAGIC instantly popped into my head. At first, I didn’t like it because it just seemed so simple and easy. Where’s the struggle and the grind? Where’s the blood, sweat, and tears? The pain?
Oh, baby, there’s some of that in magic for sure and I’ll have plenty of it. But part of achieving is knowing you can, wielding your knowledge and experience to bring about real-world change, impact, and action. I can’t succeed if I’m making decisions based on fear or what-ifs or wondering if I’m strong enough. I have to cast aside those limiting beliefs. Throw on some fringe and rev up my roadster and show up for the universe because, oh my, has she been showing up for me.
Besides, what’s the hard work and endurance for if you can’t overindulge just a little bit?
Will it mean, like history foreshadows, that I might crash at the end, fall, or shatter? Maybe. I know the truth is that will happen to all of us, inevitably, someday. But instead of that truth keeping me down, I’m reaching for the brightest stars while I still can.
I’ll need some magic for that. While I’m at it I’m going to revel in all the everyday and fantastic magic I can dig my fingers into. And then I’m going to toss that fist full of star dust far and wide.
Be charming, be glamorous, be fascinating and be fascinated. It’s the ‘20’s now, darling. Let ‘em roll.