Sabbatical

A long time ago, over a pitcher of margaritas, my friend Beth introduced me to the idea of setting a one-word intention for each year. Instead of a specific New Year’s resolution, which was sure to be broken, each January I commit to a single word, and then see how it affects my thoughts, feelings, and actions over the next twelve months. I’ve triedit every year since I moved to Seattle. There was the year of Presence, when I tried to focus on being here, wherever here was, without getting di...