Again this year, my word found me. I clicked a link to a post on the one-word theme and there it was.
You know how things stick in your brain? They take up residence and stand sentry, saying, “For now, you will see everything through my lens.” Ideas do that to me, as do perspectives and my heart’s greatest desires.
And words. Words do that to me all the time.
This one has unequivocally moved in. It has brought its things—its toiletries and its lists and its ambitions—and it appears intent on staying here through the year. So I’ve decided to let it.
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vibrant
vi·brant [vahy-bruh
nt]
1. pulsating with vigor and energy: the vibrant life of a large city.
Vibrant.
Alive.
Full of life.
Last year, my word (“seek”) was a verb. I never realized it until now, comparing the two. But a verb it was, and a verb was what I needed.
This year my word is an adjective, and that seems appropriate too. It describes how I want to be, and feel, and live my life.
So “vibrant” it is.
2012, let’s do this.
