My word of the year for 2022 was a number: twelve. I didn’t choose it; it chose me. I didn’t know what to do with it after it chose me, frankly.
Like many people, I use a WOTY to set an intention for the year. Often the word is a verb: create, risk, trust, release. Sometimes it’s an adjective, a quality a person wants to develop in themselves, like fearless or bold.
But how do you find inspiration in a number?
First, you might look at the symbolism. Next, if you read tarot cards, as I do, you will ponder the number’s significance in the Major Arcana. The 12 card is the Hanged Man, which leads again to verbs: surrender, accept, allow. I’ve tried to do those things this year.
But with only today left to focus on TWELVE, here are 12 discoveries I made in 2022.
A pileated woodpecker is looking for ants when it pecks its trademark holes into a tree.
Once nothing is left of the tree but its outer shell, the woodpecker’s work is revealed as a portal.
When a tree falls in a forest, sparks may fly.
Or, it may be carved by a master carver and travel across the world and back.
Given enough time, a forest will regrow.
Occasions may arise when it’s appropriate to bring a calf inside the house.
Some cats, however, should remain outdoors.
Such as a lynx.
A swallowtail caterpillar can eat its weight in flowers in about an hour.
Comma butterflies—the ones with ragged wings I named this blog for—don’t particularly care for flowers.
But they do like hanging out in our shop.
No matter how many times I step outside my door, I will never grow tired of this view.
Do you choose a word of the year? How does the practice enrich your life?