Reach. It is the word. The word I have chosen to be my One Little Word for the year 2018.
Last year, my word was “doshare”. I know, it’s not really a word, it’s two words that I put together to be my OLW. It worked. Choosing that word, I think, raised my awareness of my ideas that needed to be shared and sharing them –
embracing a shared research question, what happens when group of teachers reads joy write?
designing, sending out the family reunion invitation
hosting the reunion years in the making
joining the TWT writing community via Slice of Life
expanding my professional resource base by including Twitter
Yes, “doshare” served me well throughout 2017 both personally and professionally.
So, all week, I wondered, what next. What word would serve me well personally and professionally.
I’ve been watching an amaryllis bulb since Thanksgiving. My aunt gives me one every year at Thanksgiving. It’s an extra large bulb. I get to watch it grow. I love watching it grow. I love the days right before the flower bursts from its home. The beauty of the flower is a gift in itself. I also love the bending and reaching that work of a growing amaryllis. It leans toward the light. It reaches high. The flower stretches and opens wide revealing the details of the long awaited flower.
I had stretch, expand and reach as contenders for my OLW 2018. When I came downstairs this morning, I looked at the amaryllis standing tall and proud, still reaching, I locked in my word – reach.
I want to reach to connect with people. To know them and their stories. I want to reach to always find the energy that a run can give. I want to reach to find what is possible when group of teachers continues to meet because they read Joy Write. I want to reach to make time to write and sketch. I want to reach to learn. I want to reach to see what is in front of me and beyond. I want to continue to reach for the unknown, the seemingly impossible.
I will reach to discover.