Friday, September 19, 2008
I have heard from so many fellow Spark people who have read my recent blog and shared their own struggles as well as their stories of triumph. The common denominator is that we're all trying, each and every day, to do our very best...and we're doing it together. When we stumble, we get back up and get back on track. To me that is the miracle of something like Spark. The simple realization that I'm not alone. That people are more alike than they are different. That I'm not a failure. That I'm human. That change - while difficult - is not only possible, it's already happening!
We're in some scary times right now. Every where I go people are talking about fear and sharing how they're trying not to get lost in it on a daily - even an hourly - basis. For me, I know that if I let fear direct the traffic then I am headed for some very big snarls. If fear is in charge then I am choosing to live in a doom and gloom scenario. When I live there, I cannot do the things I need to do because I become paralyzed, and historically, I eat.
There's so much out there I cannot not fix or control that it's easy to get lost in fear, but since that's true I must ask myself - how will my worrying change anything? Worrying has never made anything better but it has made things feel worse. Since feeling worse is not appealing, what I can do instead of worrying is to stop, take a deep breath, and look at the multitude of things that I actually can do to help make today a good one.
Here are just a few of those things:
I can repeat my mantra - there's nothing so bad that eating over it won't make worse.
I can move my body - even just a little.
I can log my food - even if I've gone over my calorie range. By logging everything I eat, I take responsibility for my choices. I behave like a grownup and not like an addict.
I can reach out to someone else who might need a little motivation or even just a smile.
I can be respectful of every person who crosses my path today including people who may not seem to "deserve" my respect. I don't have to invite them home for lunch but if I am cordial and respectful, I will know that I have done my best to be a person who I would like to hang out with.
I can admit that I can't do this alone and throughout the day, I can ask for help. I am so blessed in the world to know that I am not alone.
None of us are, not really.