My word for 2021 is shift. Like everyone I know, I’ve learned a lot, since this time last year. One of the biggest things I’ve learned is that change and uncertainty just are. Since I’m not in control of much more than which yoga pants, Zoom-appropriate top, and slippers I’ll wear each day, I needed to figure out how I could deal with all the change and uncertainty. That’s where shifting comes in.

For me, shifts involve acceptance and adjustment. I know I don’t have much control, but I have unlimited choices. I can shift. 

Some of my recent shifts have been pretty significant. Some have been tiny. Some haven’t happened, yet. And I’m sure I’ll make a lot of shifts I can’t even imagine.

Is it just me, or does it look like this this cookie is winking? I spent Saturday morning baking. So, I saw a lot of cookies. Is it possible this one saw me, too?

A shift that happens for me this time of year is heightened senses. I seem to smell, see, hear, and feel more intensely. I see more distinct shapes in the clouds. I spot mud puddles that are heart-shaped. I hear lyrics meant just-for-me. It’s almost impossible for me to miss the joy or sadness others are feeling. And then there’s that winking cookie.

What kinds of shifts do you experience this time of year?