A “word of the year” is one word that people choose to focus on throughout the coming year. Kind of like a health goal, the point of it is to help one focus and infuse the coming year with a particular theme or vibe.
I see a lot of them on social media. They are usually words like, “hope” or “faith” – words that are virtues. I think it’s a nice thing to do, a conscious way to frame your year, so I thought I’d try and focus on a word too.
While I liked “abundance” – as in, “abundance of healing,” “abundance of resources,” “abundance of energy,” “abundance of health,” “abundance of life,” “abundance of love,” “abundance of well-being,” “abundance of compassion,” and all the other ways in which abundance could be used, “intolerant” kept flitting through my mind.
You know why? Because, as Tony Robbins says,
You get what you tolerate
As hard as it is to admit the truth in that statement as it relates to the unpleasant things in my life, I know it’s true.
I Get What I Tolerate
I get doors that don’t close because I tolerate doors that don’t close (and I’m not being deep here; I literally had doors that did not close until just recently when I refused to tolerate it any more). I get a dog that drives me crazy (that is Blue Velcro by the way, not my service dog, Kianna) because I tolerate her in the house.
Any negative thing that happens that I have control over, I get because I tolerate it. I got fired from a job once because I couldn’t hear; I tolerated it and didn’t do anything about it (although it was in my legal right to). I watched Micah struggle in school all of last year and I tolerated it. I myself struggled with depression and PTSD last year and I also tolerated that.
With the definition of “tolerate” being to “allow the existence, occurrence, or practice of (something that one does not necessarily like or agree with) without interference,” I need this year to be about not tolerating things anymore.
I will be intolerant
I will not tolerate unhappiness this year.
I will not tolerate any of my kids not thriving.
I will not tolerate discomfort.
I will not tolerate people being walked upon or injustice.
I will not tolerate the misuse of power.
I will not tolerate inaction on my part.
I will not tolerate procrastination: even a little bit that I do is better than nothing.
I will not tolerate being unhealthy.
I will not tolerate distance between my heart and God.
If last year taught me anything, it’s that everything can be gone in an instant. Because Dana was shot in an instant. This is why it’s so important to me to be intolerant in this here, right now.