Every creature has a lot to overcome. I have an illness or two, etc. Sometimes life can be a struggle. For everyone. But how we see our challenges radically changes our future. Here’s how: if we just mope around feeling sorry for ourselves, what scope is there for making a positive outcome happen? I can’t see it. The only way to make positive changes is to see each challenge as a chance to grow.
It’s got cold here in the United Kingdom, and it is my favourite season. Hot chocolates, snuggling by the fire. But the best and most important thing is to wear warm clothes. That means big coats, scarves, mittens and woolly hats. Mine has a bobble on it. What will you wear this Autumn/Winter?
What can I say… I always love dressing up. Dressing for an occasion is one of my favourite pass-times; it occupies a lot of my thoughts. Recently, I have been thinking about how to dress for ‘work’ (when this blog has got where I plan for it to go), and I have decided to start dressing for it now. I believe it will open more doors; the right doors, the more I do.
So, I have found the perfect brand and I bought a dress today. My wardrobe is excited for it’s revamp.
I am working on it. I am. Acceptance is the root of mindfulness. Sometimes you’re happy, sometimes you’re sad. If you accept each state as it comes, without holding on to any state, then you have done it. You are being mindful. You are at peace.
Yes, bad stuff happens. But, essentially, we are in control of our own lives. With each healthy meal we eat, with each workout that we do, we are shaping the future we want – a future that will make us happy. It is implicit, then, that success is completely subjective.
To me, success is having a healthy body and mind. I’d like to help others. I’d like to have financial freedom, and handle that with integrity.
This past summer, I decided that 2019 would be a year of not eating processed food. I decided to get a bread maker and practice over this half a year.
So far, it has gone quite well. All meat comes from either the farmers market or butchers (it is sooo yummy), fruit and veg comes in a weekly organic box, and bits and bobs (olive oil, soy sauce etc.) I’m getting from the local health food shop.
I have not tried making bread yet.
Though the initial outlay for quality meat and vegetables is quite high, when you don’t eat out at all, it is actually cheaper – and you get to eat better quality food.
I am doing it slowly, and not replacing things until they’re finished – because I can’t afford it – but I’m excited. It doesn’t feel like a chore at all. Just like I’m having treats all the time. Man, you should try these organic pears!
Life can be confusing. Looking after ourselves, looking after others. Deciding our paths. Deciding what socks to wear. Dealing with heartbreak and loss. Having to curb our more expensive or sweet food habits. Fitting in exercise. Staying well. Loving, forgiving. And sometimes, saying no. It’s a minefield.
It is a constant path, working all that out. It really is. Thankfully as you get older, though, or as you learn more about your illness(es), it becomes easier, and you know roughly what you’re doing.
When things have got difficult, though, you find you can take solace in the small things; fresh sheets, a cup of hot chocolate. Have a look and see what lovely things are around you today.
When you have got through a day, and you look back upon it, there are usually ‘things that went well’ and ‘things that didn’t go so well’ to embrace. Usually we look with delight at the first category and horror at the second, and that is the end of it. Sometimes we might ask ourselves why the second happened, and come up with the answer that it was his or her fault. ‘If they’d only…’ and so it goes. But this is a useless way of thinking. Instead, think about how you contributed to those outcomes. Will you do the same next time? Taking responsibility for your life is the only way to move on quickly, and make for better outcomes tomorrow.
I suffer with perfectionism… big time. I am trying to write a book at present, and I keep stalling. I fear it will never get done, I fear it won’t be good enough. The thing is, if I don’t start, the first will be true, and I’ll never learn how to bring a book from idea to conception.
The fact is, starting is learning. Making mistakes is learning. I have the feeling I will have to keep telling myself that, but I’m sort of excited now I know I’m allowed to make mistakes.