BelleResells

The end of 2021 was a dark time in my life. The word was something I needed. My soul felt like it had been dragged through the mud. I was heavy and soaked in despair. The word chose me, I didn't choose the word.  Peace. I sought how to bring peace with my surroundings. I set to work on creating a budget plan and for the rest of 2022 I refined my budget system. I would also start doing more good, charity work, in 2022.  Something that feels selfishly good is when you can help someone else out. Searching for peace lead me on a spiritual path to finding to Christ, who just happens to be, in Isiah 9:6, the Prince of Peace. And in April 2022 I was saved again. This time I really planned to give my heart to Jesus, everyone was telling me that through Christ and God, I would feel restored.  Building routines helped with my inner peace. I also started to discern that if something disturbed my peace, it was because I wasn't setting firm boundaries. A huge factor in peace is boundaries.

 

 

  I have found a new word to carry with me into 2023. As I begin setting my goals, I think about my word. True. The root word meaning tree, it means to be authentic.  I want to live a life that is true to me.  I want to feel strong enough to speak my truth.  I know this year there will be some hard truths to swallow. I divide the year like cake, into four pieces. Each quarter contains three months, or 90-days. I'll ask myself what kind of lifestyle do I imagine - how do I want to feel? Less anxious for sure. I want to feel like I can breathe better, more well rested.  Something to think about before setting new goals is looking back at what brought you the most meaning and happiness? Donating to cat fosters for example, brought a lot of purpose to me. Creating cleaning routines helped my mental health. Despite naysayers, I got the job at the school which inspires me to go back to college and showed me what it was like to feel workplace happiness. (Some background: I had 3 jobs in o