Some of us make New Year resolutions and (sometimes) we even manage to tick them off, but I suspect that for most of us the beginning of the year is a time when we all feel the need for a change. So here we are, ready to start the year with a list of wishes and plans.

I guess that  New Year’s goals eclipse the self discovery path where we dig within and discover what you would like to have happen in your life this year. If you already decided that you need to polish your adventurous side than start to  climb mountains, sail the oceans, sleep under the stars, get lost in towns, learn new things, meet people, go on new adventures, be brave and … be happy!

The most important part is to create memories that you will cherish in the years to come.

As for me I am going to reflect more on daily life,make small changes  in the the way I do things,I will be more brave and pay more attention to people and places around me.I will try to focus on blessing,forgiveness,love and humanity.

Funnily enough, I have just finished one of Paulo Coelho’s book and I was checking the reviews of the book when I spotted an entry on his personal blog and it was the  moment when I realised that his post resonates so well with my thoughts and feelings.It weird that some articles go ways down to our soul and recover our long broken and shaken lives.More than anything else Paulo talks about his view on life.Herein I have experienced  one tiny moment where I were struck by lightning.His words are the food for my soul however I am planning to share his blog with my audience and hope his words have the same effect on you as it had on me.Here is it:http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2017/01/01/today/

I am going to think of this day as the first day of my life.

If it’s cloudy, I want to watch to see in which direction the clouds are going. I always think that I don’t have time or don’t pay enough attention.

Above my head exists a sky about which all humanity, over thousands of years, has woven a series of reasonable explanations.
Well, I will forget everything I learned about the stars and they will be transformed once more into angels or children or whatever I feel like believing at that moment.

Time and life have given me plenty of logical explanations for everything, but my soul feeds on mysteries. I need mystery, I need to see the voice of an angry god in a rumble of thunder, even though many of you here might consider that heresy.
I want to fill my life with fantasy again, because an angry god is far stranger, far more frightening and far more interesting than a phenomenon explained by the sages.

For the first time, I will smile without feeling guilty, because joy is not a sin.
For the first time, I will avoid anything that makes me suffer, because suffering is not a virtue.

I will not complain about life, saying: everything’s always the same and I can do nothing to change it. Because I am living this day as if it were my first and, while it lasts, I will discover things that I did not even know were there.

Even though I have walked past the same places countless times before and said ‘Good morning’ to the same people, today’s ‘Good morning’ will be different. It will not be a mere polite formula, but a form of blessing, in the hope that everyone I speak to will understand the importance of being alive, even when tragedy is threatening to engulf us.

I will pay attention to the words of the song the minstrel is singing in the street, even though others are not listening because their souls are heavy with fear. The music says: ‘Love rules, but no one knows where it has its throne; in order to know that secret place, you must first submit to Love.’

And I will have the courage to open the door to the sanctuary that leads to my soul.
May I look at myself as if this were the first time I had ever been in contact with my own body and my own soul.
May I be capable of accepting myself as I am: a person who walks and feels and talks like anyone else, but who, despite his faults, is also brave.

May I be amazed by my simplest gestures, as if I were talking to a stranger; by my most ordinary emotions, as if I were feeling the sand touching my face when the wind blows in from Baghdad; by the most tender of moments, as when I watch my wife sleeping by my side and try to imagine what she is dreaming.

And if I’m alone in bed, I will go over to window, look up at the sky and feel certain that loneliness is a lie, because the Universe is there to keep me company.

And then I will have lived each hour of my day as if it were a constant surprise to me, to this ‘I’, who was not created by my father or my mother or by school, but by everything I have experienced up until now, and which I suddenly forgot in order to discover it all anew.

And even if this is to be my last day on Earth, I will enjoy it to the full, because I will live it with the innocence of a child, as if I were doing everything for the first time.
 
 
taken from THE MANUSCRIPT FOUND IN ACCRA