Sometimes in order to give ourselves time to recover, rest, relax, reflect, we have to simply get out of town. I did just that last Sunday. Drove an hour away to spend the day in nature, allowing the peace and the reflection with a few old and new friends, to simply refresh and renew my spirit. Earthlands in Petersham, MA and American Shaman Cathy Pedevillano fostered an energetic space for a wonderfully healing day.
When you need to STOP! and are having trouble doing so, get in the car, and just get out of town. Even if it means going to a local great view and doing nothing but breathing deeply and soaking in the beauty.
Allow yourself to deserve a serious pause…
Now, why is it I have to keep reminding MYSELF to do this?
Information has a funny way of appearing just when I’m ready for it. In this case, in two ways.
#1. Two weeks ago, 80-year old columnist for the Springfield Republican, Betty Mc Cann, suggested that her readers take time to write/tell/video our stories. Keeping in mind that if we do not, many of our experiences in life, our excitements, our travails, our legacy, our perspectives, and our wisdom will die with us. Being one who wished I had asked my mother many more questions before she died, I clipped out the column. Although a good portion of the legacy documentation I consider to be important, resides in 3 self published books, perhaps there are other questions to answer.
#2. Then, one week ago, a blog to which I subscribe, offered up “Five ways to have a life that fully satisfies.” There were of course the usual suspects on the list, like having a network of friends, having goals, not making money the priority in your life. But one of the five surprised me: “Have a life story, and be sure to share it.” Bolstered by some research that stated that….children who know their family story do better in school, and that people who …are 10%
I call the arrival of these two missives the serendipity of just-in-time affirmation. Our community’s First Thursday Conversation and Connection meeting which I conduct, had already determined to focus on this related question: ” And how are we sharing our heritage with the generations that follow us?” Continue reading
…the simple serendipity of an unexpected gift.
Today was terrific! As I was leaving the YMCA parking lot, I ran into the gentleman I had judged a year ago as morbidly obese and fairly unattractive. However, back then, in our conversations about his intentions, I managed to put those judgments aside because I am a sucker for anyone who seriously and successfully commits to goals that matter.
Today he looked amazing, approaching the image of an attractive man. He had lost 100 lbs. and was still going strong.
We started talking about what it took to make significant changes in life. As someone who in that exact moment, needed an attitude adjustment about my somewhat reluctant approach to necessary exercise, I found his motivating philosophy just what I needed to hear. He performed his weekly “movement regimen” at the Y. He had been successful at “nutrition modification”, and his “life style choices” of walking and drinking water were healthy ones. He noted that he had found the words “exercise” and “diet” imbued with so much negativity that he had crafted his own positive positive language to describe his activities. His mantra: “I followed today’s plan and I feel great about it.”
He had made extreme health his daily habit and went on with the rest of his life.
A five minute exchange. A moment for which to be grateful!