It came to me easy this time, so obvious a choice my reaction was resist. It was still December, after all, and entirely too soon for the thing to appear. Still there it was.
Listen the word said. Listen.
THAT’S JUST WHAT I WILL DO! I thought. I’ll wait, and watch, and in due time–typically a week or two after the new year has begun; once panic has fully set in–in due time, my word will drift in and alight, knowing eventually I will take note and grab hold. It’s happened three times before, you see, the January arrival of My Word for the Year, my guiding star as I move through the next 12 months of my life.
Listen is what it said.
This word business is not the sort of thing you can force, that I have learned. You can’t pick it out of a hat, or select it just because you like the sound of it, or adopt someone else’s–not if you want your word to do its work in your life. You can’t choose it at all, if you wanna know the truth, because somehow, in some mysterious way–if you pay attention–your word will find you.
And so I waited as words came and words went. And then this morning I awoke with it both in my head and on my heart, unmistakable in its insistence.
Listen, it said.
2014: Word for the Year (v.3)
2013: Word for the year (v.2)
2012: Word for the Year (v.1)
*A continued thank you to Winn Collier for introducing the concept of a Word for the Year to me via his marvelous blog four years ago.