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2020 Vision



This might sound corny, and please don’t judge me, but I couldn’t resist. As we begin the year 2020, I am compelled to mention something about having a “clear vision” for the year ahead. And corny or not, a clear vision is not only vitally important, it’s also largely ignored. So many people have no idea where they want to go with their life or what they want their life to look like and live every day like it’s an isolated event in a series of days, months and years, rather than a connected process.

During this time of year, we get caught up in New Year’s resolutions and cherry-pick an area of life in which we would like to improve, but few give much thought to the overall impact to the direction and trajectory of their life. So what if you lose a few pounds but your marriage falls apart? Who cares if you finally learn Spanish, but you continue to be an unhappy and bitter person? Does it really matter if you get up earlier if you waste the extra time each morning? How does your new goal fit into the larger vision of how you’d like your life to look? What’s the “why” behind it?

Trying to improve the efficiency of your day to day life without a clear direction for where you want to go might be akin to being on a road trip and seeking to increase your speed without first checking to see if you are on the right street. You might be making great time in the wrong direction!

How is your clear is your vision for 2020?

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