An hour ago, I moved into my new home in San Diego. I have never kept a New Year’s resolution in my life until now.
From the outside it looks like spontaneity — I bought a one-way plane ticket last Tuesday and one week later I have a job and an apartment — but it’s not. I’ve been ready for this moment for a long time. Ever since I left Boston having run out of money, I’ve been searching for what I want to do next. I started thinking about moving away from New Hampshire and started looking for opportunities, all the while getting to work on writing.
On New Year’s Eve 2011, I decided that 2012 would be the year I got a new job and moved. That simple change of perspective from hope to decision was everything. Opportunities appeared: a job opened up, an apartment was offered, and I was terrified. I knew I had to do it. If something terrifies me but is unlikely to harm me, I know it’s probably the exact thing I want to do. If I ever come to a point in my life where nothing I’m doing scares me, I’ll know I’ve become a boring person and it’s time to break out of the comfort zone.
So here I am, one month into 2012, crossing that resolution off the list and feeling amazed at my good luck.
You can have good luck, too, because good luck is a skill. You can practice it. Good luck is what happens when you keep an eye out for opportunities and trust yourself enough to follow where they lead. We humans have a lot of power; often, the only thing standing in our way is us. Don’t sell yourselves short, my friends. If there’s something you’ve been wanting, maybe something that terrifies you, there’s no reason you can’t try for it.
Best of luck.