Showing posts with label Important to Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Important to Me. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Am I Serving Myself Well?

Every action we take serves us in some way: everything we say yes, no or maybe to serves something in us – be it something we want or something we fear.

It’s important to understand people won’t change behaviors that cause pain unless they recognize what the current behavior serves and what change would serve. Avoidance of pain is rarely a reason to change a behavior. (Though this is not logical, it’s true. People are more comfortable with pain they know over pain they don’t; and all change brings pain in some form.)

I find this a useful tool in all my dealings. And when I find myself engaging in behavior that doesn’t ring true with my true self, I have to really stop and ask, “how does this serve?”

2009 was a really rough year for me, on every level. (Something I’m sure many of you can identify with.) Financially, and personally, I felt challenged, pushed and prodded in a million different directions and rarely did they feel good. 2009 was a year of change and it was painful in the process.

During the latter weeks of 2009, I spent a lot of time thinking and sorting through how many of my actions were serving me. It’s not a pleasant time to be with yourself and a pile of questionable choices. At times it was like a prison, and I was in solitary confinement – by choice.

I spent a lot of time being brutally honest with myself. (Actions can serve both good and bad impulses inside us. It’s important to recognize which are in play and decide on change to move things towards the positive.)
I recognized that there was a fair amount of drama in my personal life (a problem I knew how to prevent and didn’t). I recognized too what that was serving and, let’s just say, it wasn’t a good thing. I came to terms with the fact that some painful things that had happened during the year could have been avoided if I’d been willing to stick to my guns and own my own happiness. And that rather then accepting that, when things came painfully, wickedly and horrendously crashing down, I responded by serving the pain – rather then the true happiness I should have served in the first place.

I did things that, in retrospect, I regret. I failed myself and others, personally and professionally, and I feel pretty awful about it. I hurt some people, disappointed a couple others, and managed to mislead some folks about what I really wanted. I didn’t live up to my own expectations for myself, let alone anyone else’s.
I need to work pretty hard to rectify this. Some things will be dealt with by owning up to my mistakes, other’s by making amends, and some can only be dealt with in time and showing that my behaviors have changed.
I feel better already.

I am being true to myself and my long term dreams and the relationships I cherish the most. I’ve chosen to take the pain I feel over my mistakes, the regrets I’m going to have to live with, and use them to serve me in a new way – to prevent such mistakes in the future by making better choices going forward.
By examining my choices I am more likely to keep in line with my real desires, and be less distracted by short term impulses or short lived gratification. More often my answer is “by moving you toward your goals” or “respecting your own needs and health” in place of the old negative answers.

How do your actions serve you? Are you being true to yourself and the positive things you want in life or are you feeding negative feelings, impulses and old hurts? Are you brave enought to ask yourself about your work, your relationships, your new years resolutions, “how does this serve me?” and dare to be honest with yourself?

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Today is a day of confusion...

So I've been officially single for a while now; but emotionally I've been single for a long time. Well I've met someone. I met him in October. There is no other word to describe him other than I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-E. He scares the shit out of me. I believe I have mentioned I am on the path of self discovery, right? On that path I have been attending church; and he attends the same church. Now I want you to know he is not a hypocritical Christian; he is strong, he has faith in God, he is a GOOD man. He loves in a capacity I have never experienced; he shakes me to the core. He makes my knees weak and he makes me question my faith, my belief system; and he helps me to grow.

Now with all of this being said he has his baggage too. He is coming from a 17 year marriage, one where he was primarily unhappy for the majority of it, one where he thought he was marrying someone else and then she changed. We've all been there at some point in our lives, haven't we? His baggage is particularly scary because he tells me he is falling in love with me. There are several issues with that:
  1. How can he fall in love with ME? Remember I told you how amazing he is. Well, what can he possibly see in me that makes him step back and say; "this is her".
  2. He is afraid terrified that I'll not be the woman he fell in love with if he lets himself go. 
What can I say to this? Yes, I will continue to be the same person. So easy to say... I'm a genuine person and not likely to change, but won't I change some? Isn't this life? I hope to become a better person, but there are moments when I'll slip and not be.

Today I asked him for "space", I hate that word! We all know what a negative connotation it is, and what it typically means to relationships. The thing is, I don't really want space; I just want answers!!! He is scared what this means; I am scared it'll provide him an opportunity to back away, and there are those out there who will say "if that happens it wasn't meant to be." But I don't believe this. I have never felt before that God led me to someone, I do know this with him; I've prayed about it. And I also know that even if God leads us in a certain direction he gives us the will to make choices and as an imperfect human I can make the wrong choice. The mere fact that I have prayed about it and asked for guidance is HUGE for me. Even in my lowest times in life I don't think I asked for guidance. I prayed for help; help through the issue and then promptly forgot once it was resolved, but this time I want guidance to overcome my fears and to know I am on the path that God has chosen for me.

HELP! 

Monday, May 11, 2009

The journey begins...

Last night before I went to sleep I was psyched and very motivated to go to the gym. However, I woke up at midnight, again around 1:00 and then again some other time during the night. Needless to say around 3:00 I set my alarm clock for one hour later because I was exhausted and didn't make it to the gym. I spent yesterday at the beach and got a little too much sun. I didn't sleep well because I was aware all night of how uncomfortable I was due to the burn. I'm not too burned but enough so that my bra strap is rubbing and it feels a little like sandpaper.

However, my good news is that a friend (more of an acquaintance) is gonna be my gym buddy and more good news is she already belongs to the gym I go to. She has struggled with her weight loss and through her determination and dedication she has lost some weight and looks great. So since I didn't go this morning I'll be meeting her there this evening.

I have the determination now and am willing to try everything, including the dreaded gym because a "friend", a term I am using loosely today; made me feel really bad about myself this past weekend. I don't think he did it intentionally and I'm pretty sure he didn't recognize he was doing it; but still it happened and it was a "wow" moment for me. So in the end if it has a positive effect on my health then I'll look at it as a good thing. I'm also tagging this as WTF, because honestly I can't believe my friend made me feel this way; unintentional or not.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Tuesday Tribute

Tuesday's Tribute

After reading Jay's Halftime Lessons; I really wanted to participate in Tuesday's Tribute. Mine is honoring the woman in my life who has seen me through everything. She has cheered me on when medical and law enforcement professionals; who had decided at my age of 12, I was going to end up a criminal if I didn't change, she was the champion who realized my potential when even I didn't see it myself, she has lifted me up in some very dark times when I was certain there was no light in the future. I can only hope I have a fraction of the character this woman possesses.

When I was twelve my parents welcomed me in to their home as their daughter. I lived all my young years in foster care, shifting from one "family" to the next; never experiencing the feeling of belonging. Today I am 35 and I still have never forgotten the words my mother said to me the first night I was home. I was awakened in the middle of the night from a nightmare and I remember being terrified; she held me and whispered; "you are home and no matter what happens we are never going to let you go. This is where you belong."

Believe me, I spent the next 5-6 years testing her patience and pushing her to limits I'm sure she never knew existed until she met me. I was a strong child, she was a stronger woman. She took me to counseling and heard all the words from professionals when they said; "she's highly intelligent but statistics say that she'll end up preganant and on welfare." She picked me up from the police department when I ran away from home, just so I could show her how independent I was! She wiped my tears when I felt the world closing in around me; she also told me to suck it up when I was trying out for the Teenage Drama Queen.

Everything I am today, a successful woman personally and professionally, all my achievements are a tribute to her. When society was ready to give up on me as a lost cause, she championed me to be better and do better!

I hope when I grow up I'm just like her.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Practicing Gratitude...

As I am reflecting this week a thought has stuck with me for some reason. Do I practice gratitude?

In fact, who do I know in life that practices this on a regular basis? To be honest there is no one I can recall that I see practicing gratitude daily; sadly enough not even myself.

We often talk about how lucky we are to have this and to have that; these things are usually material objects, but how often are we thankful for the intangible things? Perhaps this is nagging at me because Thanksgiving is next week, or maybe because as I near yet another "event" in my life I am reminded to be thankful because "it" can all be gone in a minute. When I refer to "it", I am not referring to my car, my house, my clothes, my job, all those things which I consider necessary to maintain my cushy life. But instead I am referring to my husband, my precious Rogi, all my adorable critters, my parents, my friends - whether they be close or distant, my ability to get out and enjoy my life everyday; as well as many other things which would create a list too long to read.

The reason I write about this is not to point out what we already know, that we should all be thankful; but instead to remind myself that I need to be more diligent about practicing gratitude. It comes with practice, it comes in those moments of quiet when you look around at your life. Remind yourself to have gratitude for all people in your life, all moments; because they happen to teach us, and for all things even the smallest of things.

Practicing Gratitude...

As I am reflecting this week a thought has stuck with me for some reason. Do I practice gratitude?

In fact, who do I know in life that practices this on a regular basis? To be honest there is no one I can recall that I see practicing gratitude daily; sadly enough not even myself.

We often talk about how lucky we are to have this and to have that; these things are usually material objects, but how often are we thankful for the intangible things? Perhaps this is nagging at me because Thanksgiving is next week, or maybe because as I near yet another "event" in my life I am reminded to be thankful because "it" can all be gone in a minute. When I refer to "it", I am not referring to my car, my house, my clothes, my job, all those things which I consider necessary to maintain my cushy life. But instead I am referring to my husband, my precious Rogi, all my adorable critters, my parents, my friends - whether they be close or distant, my ability to get out and enjoy my life everyday; as well as many other things which would create a list too long to read.

The reason I write about this is not to point out what we already know, that we should all be thankful; but instead to remind myself that I need to be more diligent about practicing gratitude. It comes with practice, it comes in those moments of quiet when you look around at your life. Remind yourself to have gratitude for all people in your life, all moments; because they happen to teach us, and for all things even the smallest of things.