Wednesday, August 29, 2012
I get eight or ten devotionals and motivations each morning and this one is always my favorite. I often pass things on or write about them dear ones because I get the feeling or intuition someone out there needs to read them. If you have the time to day would you pass this on?
"If you can make just one person smile today, if only by giving them one of yours it just might change their entire week... which just might change their entire life.
I know these things,
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Along with many of the other challenges I embrace in my life I am an emotional eater. Pick an occasion and I can find a reason to celebrate or bemoan it with food. It’s never healthy or nutritional food. Nope a change of attitude calls for a five star indulgence and everyone knows that usually includes things that cause arteries to clog. Those periods of indulgence are followed by moments of guilt, self-accusation and a general overwhelming feeling of failure. That ever happen to any of you? Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I walk around holding a ham in one hand and a chocolate cake in another. I self sooth with food and of all the bad habits I have encountered in life this has been the hardest one to deal with. But “ah-ha” there is hope.
If you are waiting to read about some quick fix, some magical incantation please skip the next part. It’s not. It requires practice and can often be very frustrating and it sounds simple. It’s taking a very deep breath, closing your eyes and being quiet. It’s pulling the plug on your mind and memory and for two or three minutes and letting everything settle. It’s rebooting and restoring stability and oh yeah, BTW, it works.
Afternoons are my busiest and most stressful time of day. I will feel myself going off in ten different directions one of which is towards the refrigerator. There’s a moment of panic followed by a moment of closing my eyes and letting everything settle down. It’s letting all the worries, cares and concerns take a break while I am quiet. I concentrate on my breathing. I allow my body and mind to disengage and to simply relax. I’ve noticed when I open my eyes the craving is gone or subsided to being manageable. The technical term is called “homeostasis.” It means that all of me and you are in balance. When I allow my emotions to override my sense of balance I have used food as a quick fix. Then I’m out of balance and all the nasty behavior that goes along with it.
“Yeah John, but I don’t have the time to take three or four minutes to refocus. I’m a busy person.”
Seriously, I thought that too until I did an informal time study on how long it took me to dig out some cash, walk to the vending machine, make my decadent selection, return to my desk, unwrap it, devour it, and spend a cursory moment or so kicking myself for choosing the Milky Way. It takes about three or four minutes. Same with walking upstairs to the fridge, looking through it, etc.
Close your eyes and breathe deep. Let your mind empty. All that stuff can wait. Let everything settle and let your body and mind find a natural balance. It’s not easy some days because we are not conditioned to be quiet. It can be scary but if you persevere you might still be hungry but you may choose an apple over a cookie. It’s called choosing with your mind rather you’re your emotions. It takes some practice and I can’t tell you I always get it right but I find it’s getting easier and so are my choices.
Two to three minutes, you have that for yourself, don’t you?
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Do you know those windows they build into bathrooms? They are frosted so you can’t see through them. You may hear laughter, excitement, maybe even some really scary stuff on the other side of them but you can’t see them. You can’t reach out to touch them, taste them or make them a part of your life and it frustrates you, because you know on the other side of that hazy glass are all your hopes, dreams, and everything you want to be. But they seem just out of reach.
It must be your fault isn’t it? You must lack desire or intelligence. Maybe you are too young or been told you are too old. You look in the mirror and you don’t like the nose, the hair, the smile………… So you decide you must change. You embark on a process to recreate, to reinvent. You work hard always looking to the right and left to make sure you are keeping up with everyone else and slowly you feel yourself falling behind. Oh, you have victories. They are small, sweet and do not sustain and when you are alone they mock and judge you because you couldn’t hang on to them the way “everyone else does.”
The glass gets thicker and the images on the other side seem to blur and are less recognizable. You work harder and then those voices get fainter and we wonder where we went. We are in pain and we convert it into suffering because we deserve to suffer for all the accumulated wrongs in our lives. We try to stay busy.
“Love What Is,” a quote from Dorothy Hunt. Sit up taller right here and now and embrace that person whose skin you are inside right now. They may be tired or frustrated, dejected or maybe just really frazzled about the edges. They may feel flabby and out of breath. Hips, knees or backs may ache. They weren’t the prom king or queen and a lot of days they just don’t get it. Make friends with them. Love what is, right here, right now and make them your bestie.
“Be still and know that I am God.” Fold your busy hands on your soft lap, close your eyes, even if it’s just for a moment and breathe. Forget work, family, friends and everything else that chases you and simply sit in the presence of what you call divine and drink in the love and energy.
Slowly the glass loses its hoar frost and you begin to see yourself not on the other side but alongside the you that you have come to love and adore.
“A jug fills drop by drop,” Buddha
Monday, August 20, 2012
Who tells your story?
Here’s a hint: If you walk to the closest mirror and take a good hard look you will meet the author of your personal journey. It’s not mom, dad, husband, wife, or BF. It’s you. From the moment you are born there is a cosmic pen poised in your hand to write about a journey that is so unique and so amazing that in was entrusted to you and you alone. Can ya give me a sincere Amen? How’s about a hearty Hallelujah?
Yeah, me either. Some days, the importance and impact of my life journey gets lost in the excuses of negativity and doubt. Sad thing was none of them are legitimate. They were excuses, the kind I make when I want to feel better about copping out on a commitment. Yes, I hear some of you in the back of the room saying “Well what if I don’t WANT to do something?” Well you don’t have to! If you really WANT to, you will find a way. Saying I CAN’T just means I want to feel better about not getting something accomplished. Don’t get me wrong. Some things take much longer to accomplish than other things (See Weight Loss.) but it is never a matter of not having the tools. We were born with them they are our standard operating equipment and from the very moment we are cognizant of the differences we create between each other we want someone else’s tools. Ours aren’t good enough or shiny enough. We want to be taller or shorter or have a certain complexion or hair color. It’s when we begin to limit ourselves. Someone else has what we want and for whatever reason we begin to create the “cant’s”
I am a really good example of this “Stinkin’ Thinkin’ “as Zig Ziglar likes to call it.
Imagine you are Yoda’s younger brother and live in a Bible belt community of roughly 50,000 people. If it isn’t in the Bible or Sunday business section it just won’t hold water. So when you start exploring, the spiritual aspects of yoga people start whispering about burning you at the stake. The yoga class in my community offers no meditation component. So I walked around singing the blues and saying it would really be nice to have some alternative stuff to do but ya know “I can’t………”
God became weary of listening to me whine. One afternoon I am in a restaurant (It’s always about food isn’t it, lol) waiting on a client and the server and I strike up a conversation. She’s a new mom who is, wait for it………a yoga instructor. Matter of fact she emphasizes the spiritual side of yoga as well as the physical and health benefits and yes she works with clients privately. We are going to meet next week to talk about what she can do for me. I have to drive 100 miles one way for this experience but I sorta heard God ask me “You want your cake and eat it to?” It’s a start, a beginning, a “can.” I had an opportunity and I am a bit nervous, (See negative self-image blogs lol.) but it’s something I want to be a part of my life.
When my dad died a few months ago I struggled with the grieving process. I process things at a really intense level and plunge way, way deep into thought and emotion. (See Joan being canonized a saint for living with this for close to forty years.) I had no one to talk to about some of the feelings I was experiencing. A friend suggested a book, Radical Acceptance by Tara Brach. I devoured it. I sat openly crying as I read parts of it because OMG she’s writing about me and ya know what I am NOT CRAZY.
You think I’d be satisfied. I got upset because all I had was a book!! I scoured the internet for people like Tara who lived close to me and found none – another “can’t.”
In his infinite wisdom or maybe once again growing weary of my moaning God threw me another pearl. Tara Brach conducts a class each Wednesday evening in Bethesda, MD and guess what? They are available as podcasts the next day. Her guidance and insights have meant so much to me. They provide me with clarity and some sort of direction. If any of you happen to attend her sessions would you please let her know what she does has tremendous impact in places she doesn’t even realize. (Or maybe she does.) It became a “can.”
We all write our own story and we all accept our own unique challenges. For my part I am going to highlight all the “cant’s” in my story and replace them with “cans.”
Namaste my dear ones.
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