I admit there is something about anything implying a “new” year triggers the desire to make a resolution, by which I mean a promise to myself to do better, be better.
New Year’s Day, my birthday, the start of a new school year — okay, this time I will do better, be better.
I often, well almost always, fail. I am myself no matter what I try to imagine otherwise.
If you are into your Myers-Briggs personality type, you can find an interesting analysis of such failures here. Apparently, I am not alone in my failure to keep resolutions.
With an estimated 92% failure rate, I wonder why the idea is so deeply ingrained. According to that wondrous source of all knowledge, Wikipedia, the ancient Babylonians made promises to their gods to return borrowed items and pay off all debts. Ancient Romans also made promises and it seems Western religions have adapted the practice in various ways.
A more recent phenomenon is Word of the Year. Merriam-Webster picked “feminism” while The Oxford Dictionary picked “youthquake.” This is a work I never once heard until it was announced as the WOTY (2017) but I live under a rock a lot of the time.
I have gotten the idea that bloggers (and maybe normal people as well) are taking the idea of a word of the year with a twist. Pick a word that will guide you through the coming year. I like that idea!