We have become a population disappointed. We are disappointed in the movie we just went to see and we are disappointed in the meal we just paid to eat. We have become convinced if every second and every bite and every experience isn’t absolutely perfect all the time then it wasn’t worth our time. Imagine if we looked for the good moments instead of pointing out all the bad. Sure, maybe the food wasn’t so great but after all you didn’t have to prepare it or clean it up, so isn’t that worth smiling about?
I think our expectations have become too large and our appreciation of the small things has become too little. I see it when I am around different types of crowds. Some people are miserable. They think everything is awful and they complain about everything and everyone. Nothing seems to make them happy. Nothing seems to be good enough. Maybe what isn’t good enough is not everyone and everything that surrounds them but actually their own attitude itself. Then there are people that smile, find the good in everything and really enjoy themselves no matter who they are around or where they are. They laugh and conversation with them is easy and they are just pleasant to be around. It’s worth taking a look and asking yourself one very important question? If I wasn’t me, would I be a person I would want to hang out with? It’s a tough question but one that deserves an honest answer. Those are my thoughts on disappointment. I’d love to hear what you think.
I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I watched the clock change before my eyes as I struggled to find a sense of quiet that would afford me the opportunity to drift off to sleep. Isn’t it amazing how we can walk into a room in the middle of the day and have no idea why we are standing there in the first place? Then something magical happens at nightfall and everything becomes crisper and clearer. It’s as if the brain magically over magnifies every single thought that races through my head. The tiniest situation feels like a major ordeal in the middle of the night. I toss and turn and fight the voices in my head searching for some solitude from the noise that’s keeping me awake. What do you do to help you fall asleep? How do you quiet everything down so you can drift off to a peaceful sleep? I have tried the voice led meditations in the past and they have worked well but I am not the only one in the bed. I am looking for some suggestions and solutions for those nights that feel like they are never going to end.
I sometimes think we take for granted how easy our lives are. When things are going well, we forget there are people hungry and homeless just struggling through to get from one day to the next. We complain about the little things instead of looking around and counting our blessings.
Yesterday I was driving past a church. There were people lined up all around it. Naturally, I was curious, so I slowed down to see what was drawing the crowd. It was in that moment, out of the corner of my eye I saw boxes of cereal. I don’t see well anymore so it was a miracle in itself that I caught sight of what stood inside two open doors. It was a food pantry and all those people were lined up waiting to get some food. My heart sank a little when I realized what was taking place. All around me most people are overweight and gorging themselves with food. Gluttony is alive and well everywhere. I’d like to tell you I am not guilty of it myself but that would be dishonest. It makes me wonder, if everyone just ate the amount of food they NEEDED, how much food would be left to give? Our church often asks for donations for our food pantry and I have finally heard the call.
The truth is I have no idea what it feels like to not know where I am going to lay my head at night. I have no idea what it feels like to REALLY be hungry. You hear people say “I’m starving” all the time when they haven’t had a meal in three hours. Imagine not having a meal in days. I am sad that we have become so wrapped up in over indulgence. Why is it we can’t just take what we need and move on? Why do we have to eat beyond the point of feeling full or take beyond what we actually need. It is so hard to fathom that there is real suffering going on all around us. It’s hard to imagine that people live and survive without food and water. The world is so unbalanced.
I hope today you look around you and stop complaining. Try it for one day. Look around and be grateful for all you have, especially the little things like a comfortable home and a bed to lay down in at night. Be grateful when you take a sip of water and remember how much that would mean to those who have none. Eat slowly and remember food is not for pleasure but for fuel to keep our bodies running and functioning. Notice those things that others would give anything to have. Sometimes when we become conscious of something we never thought of before, it changes who we are. Live a life of gratitude and stop taking everything that is bad in your life and focusing on it. Stop talking about it, stop thinking about it, and replace those thoughts with positive ones. No matter how bad you think your life is, there is something to be grateful for. If you can’t find that something, you should take a good look at who’ve you become.
Some of you may be thinking, I hope she’s not going to talk about her hula hoop again but come on, you knew this was coming. I am proud to say I can now hula hoop to the left and right with either foot in front. Yeah, I can even do it on one foot. What I will tell you is this. I have been doing it now faithfully for quite a few weeks. The minimum is usually 15 minutes a day but sometimes I make it to 35 minutes. When would I have time you ask? Believe it or not, I hula hoop when I am talking on the phone, even watching tv. Sometimes I jump up and hula hoop each time a commercial comes on.
I am happy to report my body has changed. I am seeing a waist where all my life I had none. My core is a lot stronger and I don’t have as much back pain as I used to doing certain yoga moves. In fact I am able to do poses I wasn’t even able to do before. It’s been a wonderful way to get stronger when in the past planks were excruciating for me. Yes it is weighted but only 3 pounds. It has been worth my time and effort and the multitasking is quite amusing. Even the kids are trying to come up with new challenging ways to use it.
If you are looking to tweak your mid section and strengthen your core in a fun, pain free way, I highly recommend you give it a try. 5 minutes here and 5 minutes there really add up. I am ready to take it to the next level and order one with a tad bit more weight. Thanks for suffering through my review but you knew it was coming.
Well it’s summer and I have no doubt it will be interesting. I am used to being home alone in my clean controlled environment filled with peace and quiet. Schools out now and things are about to change. Have I mentioned recently how much I dislike noise? It as if every little sound is magnified by 1000 in my tiny little ears. My kids are noisy. One makes ridiculous sounds and the other sings ALL THE TIME and not very well either. Sometimes the voice in my head screams “SHUT UP!” But thankfully it never comes out of my mouth. I don’t see the younger one very often. He is very hyper and fast faced and he can slip in and out of a room looking like a racing blur. The only way I know for sure that he was really here is that I walk into the cabinet door he leaves open or find an empty bag of Cheetos next to the full garbage bag.
Today, we are going to learn about teamwork. We will work together to get all the chores done before free time will be allowed. I am going to do my darnedest to follow through and teach my kids about responsibility and doing their part to pull their load. I have handed out the first list in case someone forgets what I told them to do. Then, and only then, can they play video games and have friends over and enjoy all the free time they want. Someone has to teach kids about time management, completing what is expected of them and most importantly doing so with a good attitude and not with a giant chip on their shoulder. This idea that someone else will pick up the slack or it’s someone else’s job and sense of entitlement ends right here in this house with me. Wish me luck. It just started and there’s already been some eye rolling. One thing at a time right?
More often than not, when I hear someone refer to Karma it is a wishful thinking that another person will get what we feel they deserve. I’ve thought about this for quite some time and the whole theory behind it really bugs me. Who the heck are we to feel that anyone deserves anything in the first place? Do we have the power or even the right to judge another to the point that we hope we eventually see harm come their way? Doesn’t the mere thought of it at all bring the very same Karma our way as well?
This may be overly optimistic but I would like to believe I have the same chance as anyone else that my beliefs about Karma are true. What if we brought about our own Karma by the way we think? What if we could see the good in everyone and everything and see behind the one thing we all have in common…our flaws. What if it was our intention that everyone would be happy and be kind and be good. What if our Karma is actually what we think we deserve? How many people do you know that sell themselves short? How many people do you know think they are inferior and will never have the life of those around of them? What if our Karma is the culmination of our own thoughts directly causing our own reality?
I read something somewhere a while ago. It suggested we should ask ourselves one very important question. How do you see the world? What if the word you answer with becomes how the world reacts to you? We cannot change the people around us. We cannot change every circumstance or event. We can change our perception and how we react. If one mean person alters our entire view of people and the world, what are we going to get in return? What if we could say, yes, people are jerks, but there is so much kindness out there if we dare to see behind the blind spots that have wounded our egos. People make bad choices. They act in ways that are harmful and hurtful. We are so much more than our actions and words. Don’t we all deserve to live a long, happy life? Don’t we all deserve to sit down at the end of the day and feel content and loved and worthy of everything that is good in life? Maybe our intent should be that everyone that harms us learns and grows, becomes better and actively does better. We are a work in progress. Just because we grow in years does not necessarily mean we grow in morals and character. Let that be your intention and watch the world around you change. What you resist persists, at least that’s what the experts say so I would like to take a new path. I am hopeful that we all have the potential to change and contribute to society in a positive way. Sometimes our reaction to a person who leaves a negative mark can change that person in a profound way. Have you ever thought about the process in reverse? You be better and other people will be better too. Don’t stoop to a level you find shameful regardless of how much your emotions are tugging at you.
Back to Karma. Ask yourself one basic question. Do you associate Karma with bringing about bad or bringing about good? You might be surprised at your answer.
Words to live by…thank you Maya Angelou for your inspiring wisdom.
– “I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”-Maya Angelou