For as long as I remember I’ve had an issue with the concept of goals. Goals created pressure for me to succeed (to win) no matter what the expense. What if I don’t achieve them? What if they’re not good enough? What if people don’t agree with me? What if I change my mind? Etc.
I finally settled on the idea that goals are actually imaginative and intuitive desires, and those desires act as fuel, propelling us toward new horizons. So, now I can call those desires, goals, goals that I am willing to work for. It provides me with the freedom to achieve, change, discontinue, and it’s OK. When goals become action items and not intuitive desires and concepts that can change and grow they don’t work for me. I realize that having goals makes us feel good because it adds a sense of purpose and direction to our lives, but, they can be a trap if not understood. I like my idea of goals being ideas that can move and change as they morph into a grand and devine expression of my imaginative and intuitive desires. Giddy-up
”Blessing on your journey”