跟你分享一個告別2020的寫作題目丐一，在個人成長與和解的路上繼續(xù)向前铃岔。
今天就是2020年最后一天江咳，可能你會許下新的一年信念和愿景，可能你會和家人朋友慶祝钥庇，可能你因為疫情獨自一人享受自由牍鞠。無論如何，給生活帶來一點點的儀式感都是很美妙的事情评姨。如果你想跟2020做一個告別难述，我這里有一個寫作的題目分享給你。
我的同學(xué)Megan在我們Messenger Group里面發(fā)了一個Megan Fally’s writing prompt:Write a resignation letter to a role you play in your life that you want to leave behind in the new year. 給你想要在新年來臨之前吐句，生活中曾經(jīng)有重要意義胁后，但是現(xiàn)在可以放下的一個角色，寫一封告別信吧蕴侧。
可能我今年學(xué)到的最重要的事情其中之一择同，是告別的重要性吧。原來告別都是是一件需要時間去準(zhǔn)備和消化的東西净宵。我們總是那么期待新年的開始敲才，匆匆寫下愿景，然后匆匆跑到結(jié)尾择葡，發(fā)現(xiàn)什么也沒有完成紧武。巨大的失落感把我們逼向下一個新的開始，又是一個循環(huán)的奔跑敏储。越跑越累阻星，越來越停不下來。
我發(fā)現(xiàn)我很優(yōu)秀的朋友已添，要么是對過去與未來都不會太過于執(zhí)著妥箕，要么是永遠都帶著過去的成就感和未來的期待感。他們都是活在當(dāng)下的人更舞。
當(dāng)然畦幢，他們不會去思考我這些，想這些的你我他下意識的把時間的鐘表已經(jīng)按了暫停缆蝉。我抓著一根過去的繩子宇葱，看著它在我手中飛速的溜走瘦真，我想抓住它，但它用加快速度的消逝提醒我早已離去——其實那根繩子都不是真的黍瞧，只不過是想象中的诸尽。是我內(nèi)心執(zhí)念的繩子，我害怕印颤。我害怕放下它您机。因為我害怕未來的未知。
所以你我需要停下來膀哲，用放大鏡縮小確認(rèn)一下自己的位置往产，自己與自己的過去和未來的位置。
Anyways!! That’s not what I want to say here.
Today is the last day of 2020. Maybe you will prepare a New Year resolution list; maybe you will celebrate the New Year Eve with friends and families; maybe you will enjoy the freedom of being alone due to COVID-19. What I want to say here is it’s wonderful to bring a sense of ritual to life. If you want to say goodbye to 2020, I have a writing prompt to share.
My peer Megan shared a prompt from Megan Fally:?Write a resignation letter to a role you play in your life that you want to leave behind in the new year.
Maybe this year, one of the most important things I have learned is the importance of goodbye. I didn’t know goodbye is a thing that requires time and energy to prepare and process. We always look forward to the beginning of New Year – rush to write down resolutions, rush to find out nothing finished in the end. The tremendous disappointment, maybe even self-blame and shame push us to another cycle of beginning, and another cycle of rushing. The more we run, the more we feel tired, the more we feel hard to stop.
I found out that some friends I admire, either has little obsession with the past or the future or live their lives with a sense of accomplishment gathered from the past and a sense of hope toward the future. They are those who live in the moment, the present.
They won’t think about what I write here. For people like you and me, we have consciously pressed a pause button on the time compass. I am holding a string of past, watching it slipping fast away from my hand. I want to catch it, but it moves faster, reminding me it has long gone. Actually, the string is not even real. It lives in my imagination. It is my obsession. I am just scared, scared to let it go. I am sacred of the unknown future.
That’s why you and I need to stop. Grab a microscope, zoom in, make sure the position of ourselves, the position in the life path, from the past, and the future.
