Adopt a One-Word Resolution To Make 2021 Your Best Year Ever
Mine is “grace.” What’s yours?

We’re ankle-deep into 2021.
This really struck me while I was journaling (I have a daily journalling habit of 3-pages a day). For a solid week, I made the mistake of jotting down the date of my entries as 2020. Yikes! I’d like to not repeat the cluster-madness of that year, thank you very much.
My one-word resolution for 2020 was consistency. I read Niklas Göke’s great article on setting an overarching theme for the year as opposed to a bunch of resolutions and was suitably impressed. Impressed enough that I decided to give it a try.
It worked. Despite the madness of yesteryear, I managed to stay (relatively) consistent. Through a stable writing practice, I cleared several Medium milestones. I made my first $100 here, then swiftly progressed to my first $500 month, earning some Top Writer tags in the process.
This month, I’m well on track to make my first thousand dollars on this site. I am awed and endlessly humbled to be able to eke out a living online, doing what I love.
This consistency, however, took a toll on my mental health. I wrote at the beginning of January that I’d like to publish thirty articles this month. Well, I tried my dastardly hardest to, but I hit a brick wall of my own construction. For days on end, I would boot up my laptop only to stare at the perrenial enemy of the aspiring writer: the blank white page.
I must commend Jessica Bugg, for reading what I wrote and doing what I cannot. She has stayed the path and has been publishing article after article like a fiend with a fiery pen. I take my hat off to her. Keep rocking, Jessica.
My mental health got so bad that I decided, on impulse, to pack everything up and travel. Yes, to travel during the midst of a pandemic, to a wintry country few people have ever heard of, much less been to.
I am writing this in Kyrgyzstan now as we speak — and my mental health, along with my writing flow, has never been better. I was stuck at home and trying too hard. It got to the point where writing just wasn’t any fun anymore — and like any old pro can tell you, the moment your art starts to feel like work is the moment your creativity goes down the toilet.
I have decided that my one-word theme for this year, then, would be grace.
I would like to continue writing, to continue succeeding at my artistic and entrepreneurial endeavours — but not to suffer needlessly, to sacrifice and offer up chunks of myself on the altar of success.
I would like to have fun during the process. To live a little. To smoke cigarettes and drink a coffee or three while watching my breath mist out in the wintry morning air, with the view of an old Soviet factory to my right and the blinding peaks of the Tien Shan mountains to my left.
To pen down the stories whispering in my ear — the stories I want to write, not the ones I think will make me a quick buck. To express myself elegantly, inking down my own true words without stress or fear, my completed creations staring proudly back at me on a now-filled page. To, in short, win, and win with grace.
I think that a graceful and grateful mindset will carry me further than I’ve ever been, and with much more elegance as well. I’m excited to find out. So yes, “grace” is my one-word theme for 2021.
What’s yours?
