#GoalsAccomplished

These days, I hesitate to declare my goals. The reason? Because the number of goal-lists I have cluttering my past far exceeds the number of those goals which I have actually accomplished. You can understand why, after nearly 20 years of this behavior, I’m starting to doubt this whole list making process. The good news is that I’m not doubting myself. It also must be said that while I may not have accomplished all the goals I’ve ever put down on paper, I’ve created and reached countless unexpected goals. Like, for a few examples: being a good aunt, traveling Europe solo, re-learning how to ride a bike, working for a top commercial production company, performing on stage, learning how to drive again, surviving yoga, completing a feature length screenplay, creating a Grateful Dead blog…

It’s a long list and one that, now that I’ve started it, feels pretty damn good to write. Now I’m wondering why we are so compelled to announce all the things we haven’t done but wish to do, instead of celebrating all the things we have done or are actually doing. I find a hell of a lot more inspiration from tales of accomplishment than I do from hopes of maybe one day doing something. Don’t you? Perhaps it’s time to tweet a new list.

Tweet your own #GoalsAccomplished using the hashtag. Take it a step further and document your accomplishments by blogging, sharing photos, writing a book, whatever. Just SHARE, because I’m willing to bet someone else has inspired you at least once by doing the same. Use this as a modern day pat on the back and a means to pay it forward. But don’t get too comfortable. After you’ve soaked in pride and nostalgia for a few minutes, get off your ass and do something more.

- Elizabeth