Whatever risk is needed!

Most learning happens outside of it, I'm convinced of that.

Facing my debt and opening my heart to love. Both are scary for different reasons.

I am vowing not to let myself get distracted by other people's drama, so I can concentrate on pursuing my own success. I plan to use the extra time and energy half and half, putting my dreams into action and being lazy enough to enjoy the sweetness of life.

I'll likely ace the being lazy part, but will be challenged by my goal of actually putting my dream (of publishing a book) into action. I've put it off for so many years, mostly because of being dragged into drama by other people, so had no energy left to put toward my dream.

Being solitary this year should give me no distractions keeping me from actually submitting my manuscript for publication and the likely editing that will be required before making it a reality. That is the scariest thing - fear my dream I've been holding onto for so long might not be the success I have hoped it would be for so long. It's been safer to hold on the the dream, than put it out there for the world to either embrace or reject.

Investing lots of my time/energy to help a good friend with his business this coming year.

I have heard that somewhere (a lot from my late partner) and looking back on my life I see that I have followed this, unwittingly. I constantly ask myself why did I do such and such but look where it got me. Problem is that as one reaches higher and higher stages in life one becomes accustomed to their creature comforts.

Roaming the lush, eroded hills of Appalachia; locals drive recklessly and deer abound!

I'm going to risk publishing one of my games that I'm working on for Android. I know that sounds like a sort of non-risk, or a backhanded risk, but the fact of the matter is that it's a nerve-wracking process for me, to open myself up to criticism from the literal world.

My hope is that doing so might allow me to risk even more: quitting my job and becoming a game developer full time. I probably won't be able to do that though, because the success rate for such things is tiny. So given that I can't really risk that without some sort of guarantee (which defeats the purpose of a risk a bit), I'll be risking something moving to D.C. My primary got accepted to law school there, so we have to make that move at some point anyway, but moving always makes me crazy nervous.

I need to loose 3 stone ( 42 pounds ) for the sake of my climbing grade (5 nudging 6 ) and my health.
So that's my resolution. Will I break it? Probably. But success and failure are binary and failure is so much more likely when the target is hard to achieve. And failure can crush you with the result that you give up.
So, I will award myself points for every pound reduction I achieve within a certain time frame. I will also award myself points for different sorts of exercise. Especially aerobic activities.
The risk in all this is that I may have to meet new people. Not my favorite pastime recently.
Now where is that leftover trifle ...

My life has so far been a succession of risks. I shall continue as I started.
Each time I have been forced to struggle I have also felt truly "alive" and "experiential". Today I shall risk the wrath of my wife by leaving the toilet seat up. ??

I take as little risks as possible and I make no New Years resolutions. I will not bungee jump!

I'm going to keep my heart open to love. Biggest risk I've ever taken.