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New year, new word


A new year is finally here! As we welcome 2021 most of us are jotting down resolutions for the entire year. Now let’s be honest, have you ever actually kept your new year resolutions? If yes, then congratulations, you are a part of the eight percent of people in the whole world who stick to their resolutions. So this year, instead of wasting time on thinking of resolutions you won’t keep, why not try a new strategy.

Let us all keep it simple and choose a word. Yes, just one word. You will be surprised by how effective such a little thing is. However for this to work, throughout the year, implement that word into your life. Make that word your motto, never forget it. Even while you are doing something, mindfully keep that word in your mind.

  For example, my word is believe! I resolve to have faith. I will keep this word in mind while I do my day- to- day activities. While giving a presentation, I will believe that I have the courage to do it. When I get into a fight with a dear friend, I will believe that it will work out! When I am unsure of a decision, I will believe that I will make the right one. Most importantly, I will believe in myself. Like Swami Vivekananda says, “believe in yourself and life will be at your feet.”

I encourage all of you to do this too. Let 2021 be the year in which we stay true to our resolutions. Think of that one word that you need more of.  Leave a comment letting me know what your word is going to be!




 

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