Why Bother To Consider That You Have What it Takes?

Why Bother To Consider That You Have What it Takes?

I am a directionally challenged person. Though I know the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, I am still easily lost while driving in big cities, or jogging through subdivisions. Once, I even lost my way in a desert. 

We’d gone boat camping on Lake Powell. My oldest sister and her husband graciously hosted my family along with another sister and her sons. The weather was warm, the water blue and the stars at night brilliant. A gorgeous setting and good company.

Losing One’s Boat

Yet, being the restless girl that I am, each morning I’d leave the houseboat for land. Needing space to walk and solitude to think, I’d rise before anyone else stirred from their slumber, strap on a little day pack and take a walk in the desert that surrounded the lake.  

I’d always walk east, toward the soon to rise sun, sit on a rock and wait for the most glorious moment of the day; the sun rising. Then refreshed from a good dose of solitude and beauty, I’d turn around and head west, back to the boat. 

My plan worked well for three days straight until the morning when I couldn’t find the boat. I retraced my footprints back to the rock where I’d sat for the sunrise, and once again to where I thought I’d left the boat. But peering over the ledge toward the water, the large water vessel was missing.  I retraced my steps more than once chiding myself each time for having lost my way. 

Kneeling down in the sand with only rocks and sagebrush surrounding me, I cried in panic realizing I was lost. The boat was big, but I’d lost it. Eventually, I stood up and brushed away the sand from my knees and the tears from my eyes and opened my day pack. 

Inside of it I had a water bottle, a granola bar, a ball cap, a journal and a pen. With resolve, I told myself that I had what it would take to find my way back to the boat.  And so I began my journey. 

The water in Lake Powell that year was lower than usual and created more places in  deeper canyons for boats to camp in. Of course it would be harder for me to see the boat, I reasoned. I’d need to make my way to the opposite side from where I was in order to get a view of where the boat was. 

I crawled up and over boulders, through barbed wire fences making my way through the desert landscape. At one point, I stopped at an empty forest service building, refilled my water bottle and gazed at a large map of the lake on a wall giving me a bigger picture of where I was and where I needed to be. Then for several more hours, I walked alone until I found my way to the other side of the canyon and spotted the houseboat I’d left earlier that day. 

My family was somewhat miffed, and worried, but glad I’d made it back. I was somewhat embarrassed, and relieved that I’d found my way back.  

Why bother to consider that you already have what it takes to get where you need to go? Most likely it is worth it to take stock of yourself. You just may find that you already have what it takes to do the next thing. Go ahead, take the step.

Why Bother To Stick To Your Resolves in January?

Why Bother To Stick To Your Resolves in January? 

According to The American Heritage Dictionary, the name January originates from the ancient Roman god named Janus. In Roman mythology, Janus is depicted as a man with two faces looking in opposite directions; to what is behind him and to what is ahead of him. He was the god of gates and doorways, of beginnings, and the rising and setting of suns.   

January is also commonly associated with particular words such as recap, resolutions and retrospection. It is more common for people to set new goals in January than any other month since it represents the beginning of a new year.

The Devil’s Advocate

But for me, January plays the devil’s advocate to hold true to the old intentions I’ve had in place for years; to keep my body moving, look on the bright side, drink more water than wine and eat more vegetables than chocolate. But when I look ahead to the next thirty-one days of this month I have to ask myself as I do every January; do I have what it takes to maintain my course during the hardest and least favorite month of the year? 

The weather alone makes me want to take shelter inside. Unlike the other states I’ve lived in, Nebraska, South Dakota and Colorado, it rains in northern Idaho in January. Then slush, a mixture that resembles wet cement, forms. It is difficult enough to drive through let alone run in. 

Back when I made that decision to keep my body moving, I started the habit of jogging. Over the years, even though my running has turned into more of a plod, I keep it up anyway because I know it is more beneficial than returning to my previous habit of not running. 

Yet, every January, my running/plodding gets challenged by the slush in my path. Just looking at the slop can make me turn tail and head back home. But I don’t because I know that if I don’t make myself get out there and run, then January beats my resolve. Besides, if I can run through January, I can run through any other month of the year. 

Shrouded in Fog

January is also the darkest month of the year here in the Northwest. Clouds hover over the hills limiting the view. The sun as well as the stars stay hidden behind a continual mist of gray. It is hard to be happy under this constant shroud of fog. But, since I cannot hibernate until spring, I peel myself out of bed early every morning to practice contemplative prayer and yoga before breakfast. 

These two habits replaced shutting off the alarm, rolling over and going back to sleep. And even though January tempts me to revert back to my old ways, I don’t let those thoughts linger for long. I know it’s best not to give in to the temptation of pulling the blankets over my head.  

The practice of contemplation keeps my mind from running away with anxious thoughts while my yoga strengthens every limb in my body. Then I have the stamina to move through whatever the rest of the day holds; slop, slush, rain or gloom. Keeping good ol habits in place, even in January, gives one satisfaction. I know I am better for doing them than for not. 

January can definitely throw a weighty and wet blanket over any of our best resolutions made for the new year; read more, watch T.V. less, go to bed earlier instead of staying up so late, hike more or start a gratitude journal, listen more, talk less to name a few. 

But why bother to stick to what you’ve resolved to do, especially in January? It is worth it because even though January may feel like a big bully trying to keep us from doing the right thing, it only has thirty-one days to do so. After that, poof! It’s gone.  Secondly, January tests us like no other month and if we can sustain our resolve in January, the other months will be a breeze. Let’s stay resolved!