intentions vs intentionality
This subject has been rolling around in my head for a few weeks, working its way out in short bursts as I struggle to wrap my head and heart around what it has to say to me in this moment.
Simply put, my definition of intentions are the words I say, and intentionality is when I add actions to those words, bringing them to fruition. So, what exactly does that look like?
We have all been there, traveling that road to hell that is filled with good intentions. Our minds are swirling with these really good thoughts and words, falling together to create really good ideas and plans, and before we know it, they slide unhindered right out of our mouths. We say a lot, like I want to save all the animals, or let's hang out, or we need to exercise more, or let's love others better, or today I'm eating healthier, or we want to save the planet, or ....and the list of our really good intentions starts piling up faster than dirty laundry in a household of 5 kids..
And before we know it, they are kinda smelly and taking up space and need attention. fast. Because otherwise, we become that person, the one who says a lot of words but never follows through. And no one wants to be that person, right?
In the moment, it all feels good and right and true. So, why don't I follow through? What happens between my intentions and my intentionality that aborts the process before completion?
A huge part of my former people pleasing ways involved agreeing to things that sounded good in the moment to others, but not to my heart. They were what I believed they wanted from me in order to be liked, accepted, invited into the circle.
but they weren't my truth.
And, there it was, the hell at the end of that road. doing things that didn't involve my heart. being someone that wasn't true. living out a lie that seemed good, seemed right. an intentionality based on my good but misguided intentions. sigh.
One thing that I've begun to do is say only what I truly mean. I say what I mean and I mean what I say. When all of my good intentions are brewing, I examine them for my truth before expressing a single one. I no longer want to waste my breath uttering useless syllables. I want my words to carry the weight of truth, the significance of action. I want to be that person, the one who follows through. We all want to be that person, right?
Maybe, this is just the beginning of this process. I don't know. I do know that it's a start, one that really does feel good and right and true. So, I will begin here, by speaking only my truest intentions. And, I will turn this road to hell into heaven.
This subject has been rolling around in my head for a few weeks, working its way out in short bursts as I struggle to wrap my head and heart around what it has to say to me in this moment.
Simply put, my definition of intentions are the words I say, and intentionality is when I add actions to those words, bringing them to fruition. So, what exactly does that look like?
We have all been there, traveling that road to hell that is filled with good intentions. Our minds are swirling with these really good thoughts and words, falling together to create really good ideas and plans, and before we know it, they slide unhindered right out of our mouths. We say a lot, like I want to save all the animals, or let's hang out, or we need to exercise more, or let's love others better, or today I'm eating healthier, or we want to save the planet, or ....and the list of our really good intentions starts piling up faster than dirty laundry in a household of 5 kids..
And before we know it, they are kinda smelly and taking up space and need attention. fast. Because otherwise, we become that person, the one who says a lot of words but never follows through. And no one wants to be that person, right?
In the moment, it all feels good and right and true. So, why don't I follow through? What happens between my intentions and my intentionality that aborts the process before completion?
A huge part of my former people pleasing ways involved agreeing to things that sounded good in the moment to others, but not to my heart. They were what I believed they wanted from me in order to be liked, accepted, invited into the circle.
but they weren't my truth.
And, there it was, the hell at the end of that road. doing things that didn't involve my heart. being someone that wasn't true. living out a lie that seemed good, seemed right. an intentionality based on my good but misguided intentions. sigh.
One thing that I've begun to do is say only what I truly mean. I say what I mean and I mean what I say. When all of my good intentions are brewing, I examine them for my truth before expressing a single one. I no longer want to waste my breath uttering useless syllables. I want my words to carry the weight of truth, the significance of action. I want to be that person, the one who follows through. We all want to be that person, right?
Maybe, this is just the beginning of this process. I don't know. I do know that it's a start, one that really does feel good and right and true. So, I will begin here, by speaking only my truest intentions. And, I will turn this road to hell into heaven.
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