Karma… What Goes Around, Comes Around.
We all know that expression, right?? Sure we do! What goes around, comes around. Sometimes it’s not always obvious, though – the coming around part. I’m going to tell you 4 separate stories… just hang with me… it all comes together…
….Forever and a day ago, I visited a local fitness equipment store to make some purchases for my business. Turns out they had a referral program for Personal Trainers. Pretty cool. Cost me nothing to enroll, so I did. Have never honestly even thought about it again. I have no idea how it works, but hey, it’s a good way to maybe get my name out into the community.
…This past fall, my husband, son and I attended my brother’s wedding it Atlanta (it’s a 16 hour drive from Delaware). We were road tripping for a week with an almost 1 year old, breaking up the drive with different stops. If you’ve ever been in a car with a baby for an extended period of time, well you already feel our pain. As you can imagine, we have a lot of “gear.” For being so darn small, babies do not travel lightly! I had keenly separated our belongings into sections of what we needed at each stop. So, when we got to Atlanta, we only removed what we needed from our vehicle. Too much to cart around!
Well, our car was broken into during our Atlanta stay. The majority of our baby stuff was stolen. Diaper bag, pack and play, bath stuff, toys, almost his whole long sleeve wardrobe was gone, plus who knows what else. Who steals from a one year old?? AUGH. I was so upset and disgusted. Frankly, I had no idea what to do. I felt crushed. How on earth was I going to replace all that stuff??
In my frustration, I posted my outrage on none other than facebook. Honestly, I try to keep my posts uplifting, happy, and positive. There is so much crap in the world, no one needs to hear more crap from me. But, in my fury, social media was my outlet.
When I hit “post,” I truly didn’t have any forethought into what the responses would be. I hadn’t thought that far in advance. I just wanted the world to know I was more than angry. What happened next was shocking. People helped! Seems crazy to say I was surprised, but I truly was! We received help from so many of our friends and clients. But, even more awesome – one of our clients, SHARED the story to her friends. And guess what?? HER friends helped, too! People we never even met before helped us replace the biggest items lost! I have never in my life experienced such an outcry of help from folks. My heart was full. I was beyond grateful.
…. A couple of months ago, that same awesome client mentions that she is thinking about purchasing an elliptical for her home. Where should she shop for a good one? Hummm… oh, right! I tell her I had purchased equipment at a local store in the past, and I thought they had a good selection at decent prices. Then, I happen to randomly remember I signed up for that referral program forever and a day ago. I suggested she ask about the referral network because I think she’d get a discount! Everyone likes a discount!
…. A few weeks ago, I’m sitting in a conference, half listening to the presenter, half playing with my phone (because like everyone these days, I have to be constantly entertained lol). I see a post from the same awesome client. Except it wasn’t an awesome post at all. It was almost a repeat of my post back in the fall, when our car was broken into. Now her car had been broken into! Hundreds of dollars of stuff just gone. Gone. I know how horrible that feels. I looked at the list of stuff she’d lost. Geez, so much.
My brain immediately began searching for a way to help. I got up and walked right out of the conference. I walked into the hallway with my phone, and I called her Vet’s office. One of the things stolen was her dog’s heartworm meds. Having four dogs myself, I know this stuff can add up, especially depending on what brand you use. The Vet’s office answered, and I told them whatever her bill was to replace the meds, I wanted to pay for half. The woman was a bit shocked on the other end of the phone. She repeated, “Half??” Yep. Half, and here’s my credit card number.
Now, pause a second because while I believe myself to be generous in many ways, money isn’t usually how I do it. Why? Well, simply because I usually don’t have it. I had just had a stressful conversation about finances (it’s a conversation we have on an automatic loop, I swear) with my husband that day. So, when it comes to spending money, I’m pretty thrifty and conservative and I think twice (or more sometimes) about most purchases.
But, not that day. Not at all. That is what shocked me the most – not that her stuff was stolen, not that there are horrible, crappy people in the world. But, rather, it was my immediate reaction to just do something to make it right that surprised me the most. I had no hesitation. It was as if someone else had entered my brain and dialed the number. I had zero thought about money, nothing like that at all. I just reacted. I never even asked how much “half” of her bill was. I just gave my card info, and that was that.
…. A few days later, I was going through the mail, and there was this non-descript envelope. You know the kind. It’s probably a solicitation. It’s the type of envelope you just trash and not give a second thought about. For some reason, I paused as I was about to ditch it. For those that know me well, you know I’m the Queen of throwing everything away as fast as possible. It gives me great joy to throw things away (lol).
But, for whatever reason, I opened it. The return address name was unfamiliar to me. I was curious enough. Guess what was inside? A check. Yep. You heard that right. It was a check. Jackpot! Wait, what’s the catch because random businesses seldom just send me money.
Then, I remember… ohhh… this is that fitness equipment company… but wait… ohhhh… holy smokes! My client that bought the equipment there had obviously used the referral program. And I got a commission!!
Even more interesting… the amount of the check? It was exactly double the cost of the dog’s heartworm medicine. I just stared at it. In total disbelief. Not only had the Universe paid me back for my helping my friend, but it paid me DOUBLE.
Well then. This was surely cause for me to pause. I have always heard so many stories about how the Universe does truly deliver. Not to mention, the stories about how those that give away what they have (and even sometimes what they don’t have), are rewarded.
And there it was. The money physically in my hand. Karma.
It wasn’t the Universe “getting me back” for something crappy I had done. It was the Universe rewarding me for something I had unselfishly given.
Looks like Karma is a two way street. I am truly humbled and blown away. With that said, be kind and generous, my friends. The Universe is watching, and will get your back when you need it. I am forever changed.
Loss is never an easy topic. There are so many emotions tied up in it and it’s not the same for everyone. Not everyone feels the same level of sadness or has the same reaction to it. And everyone deals with it differently.
This past November, our dog, Trooper, turned 14. We adopted Trooper from the SPCA in January of 2004. He was with us for so many years. Really his whole life, minus those first 8 weeks. He became part of our family. He was picked up as a stray, but not after he “was on the run” from the SPCA for over a week while they tried to catch him. Ahhhhh, our Trooper.
About 2 years ago, Trooper was playing in the yard and hurt his right back leg. While he initially limped after injuring it, he adapted well and really began using just 3 of his four legs. We took him for acupuncture during this time and he had good results, but he really had adapted to just using 3 legs. After a while, he didn’t seem to be getting as much of a benefit from the acupuncture, so we stopped treatments. He rarely used that back leg and the muscle atrophied pretty significantly. Still, Trooper kept going.
Last week, my husband and I made the decision that our Trooper’s physical health wasn’t improving. And we made the emotional and heart wrenching choice to put down our best buddy. He was our only remaining living dog, having watched and experienced his 3 brothers passing away in the years prior. So Trooper knew the feeling of loss and the sadness that can come with it. I think him being sensitive to this, he pushed on when a lot of others may have needed to choose rest instead.
Trooper was very much like his name describes; our trooper. He was a trooper, working through a lifelong problem of hip dysplasia, his fear of thunderstorms, living and getting along with other doggy siblings, not to mention his leg injury and subsequent muscle atrophy. And other random ailments and issues along the way. But he always pushed on because he was a trooper.
Deciding it’s “the end” is never an easy decision to make when you consider your pet a part of your family. I was struggling because I was looking for a sign that it was time, like refusing to eat or no longer going potty – physical signs that we typically look for of reassurance that we are making the “right” choice.
But I wasn’t getting that sign. Because I have a trooper. But his left back leg, which he was using as his sole back leg, was weakening more every day. Falling was more frequent (all the time, it started to feel like) and Trooper would get himself into these random, and sometimes potentially dangerous, situations and areas that either me or my husband would come home to. I would pick him up and clean him up, if necessary, and I would fight down the thoughts that his physical health was declining. I wanted to have hope that tomorrow would be a better day.
I’m missing my Trooper every second and coming home to an empty house is difficult. I still expect him to greet me at the door and bark when we pull up to the house. It’s quiet and feels strange and sad.
Thinking of my Trooper and loss in general, I have two take-aways: The first, that I’m grateful and appreciative for Trooper’s love and perseverance and unyielding affection for me and my friends and family. He was truly a fabulous dog. And an integral part of our family. I know he is running the show in heaven and the leader of his pack once again.
Second, (and this is really regarding loss in general) when someone loses someone or something they love, they aren’t looking for you (or anyone) to fix anything. It seems that people are compelled to say too much, tell you a story, explain their experiences, or try to correct what they see as a problem. It’s not necessary. Really, it’s not. Filling the silence doesn’t make the pain go away no matter how consoling or compassionate your words may be.
Just say “I’m sorry for your loss.” It’s okay to tell someone that you don’t know what else to say except for the words, “I’m sorry.” The show of sympathy is enough. Just, “I’m sorry”. It doesn’t need to be an explanation of how great of a life they lived or how it was probably their time to go or anything else. Just simply, “I’m sorry”. Those words mean enough.
I wish we all wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable being with someone who is grieving. We all have that personal experience during our lives. It’s part of living. It might not look the same for everyone, but it’s there, nonetheless.
Trooper was appropriately named, he surely was a trooper in every sense of the word. Beautiful memories will keep me smiling, and I know he is with me all the time. As are my other boys who have crossed the rainbow bridge. Rest well, my Trooper, although my guess is you’re running free. I’m looking for the dragonflies, my dear boy.
I love you always, my Trooper.
I’m telling ya, my health would be far better off as a dog than a human. Of course, I need to clarify that by saying that statement applies to those of us that respect the lives of our pets and treat them in high regard (as they should be).
I have four dogs. They are part of my family and are my kids (in addition to my human kid :). A significant part of my time goes towards ensuring their health and wellbeing is maintained. I willingly do this because I signed up for it when I adopted them and pinky swore to provide them with a good quality of life. So, it’s fair to say I’m pretty hyper when it comes to their health.
A year ago, we began fostering our dog, Drake. As you can clearly tell by that last sentence, “our dog”, Drake, is now “our dog”; he very much decided he was not going to be leaving our home. It took us a few months to figure out Drake’s plan, but that’s okay. He’s here to stay.
Drake is probably about 6 or 7 years old, Rottweiler mix. He was abandoned by his original family in Georgia, dumped, picked up as a stray, and found himself on the euthanize list. The awesome rescue I work with (reachoutrescue.org) picked him up from there.
Drake came with lots of issues. He’s a high maintenance boy. Hyper, hyper, hyper. Plus, he has no real idea how big and strong he really is. He runs very fast, slides, crashes, and will take you out before you even see him coming. He has a constant ear infection, is a picky eater, hard to keep weight on him, very over protective, hates baths, barks loudly, can play a bit too rough, and – the best one – has some type of incontinence. But, he’s truly the biggest baby of them all. Always wants to be held, hugged, snuggled, and covered in kisses and affection. He turns on the charm with those big brown eyes.
Despite having his own plush dog bed, it’s not unusual that he slinks his way up between my husband and I on a regular nightly basis. We’ve been woken up on more than one occasion wondering why we are laying in a puddle of warm… DRAKE! Yep, peed the bed. Poor guy was in such a deep sleep, he didn’t even know it happened, but super embarrassed once he quickly realizes it. Sigh.
I did some research, I had started Drake on homeopathic bladder and kidney support supplements. It really seems to help. At our annual vet visit, I expressed my concern over some of Drake’s issues. Could all these things, in fact, be related?? That sure didn’t seem very likely…
Our vet ran some tests. Turns out my sweet boy is in Kidney Failure. Given his age, this truly never occurred to me. It’s usually a senior dog condition. I have since learned that dogs that are poisoned and exposed to chemicals can have premature kidney failure. Seems that this likely happened to my boy.
Now what?? Well, there is no cure. No magic medicine that makes it all better. He has over 75% dysfunction. Yikes. It seems to be slow moving, but who knows what that really means. Well, actually we do know what it means – enjoy every moment while we have it.
The recommendations from the vet are: 1. Supplements (we’re doing that), 2. Diet. He needs a special kidney support diet. I can buy this with a prescription from the Vet for $90 a month.
Whoa. $90 a month?? I mentioned I have 4 dogs, right? That’s a steep price tag, but one I will pay if needed.
But, I start to do my homework. I google, read, YouTube. I begin to understand more of what the kidneys do, what Drake’s kidneys don’t do, and how foods support/help/harm this whole process. At the same time, I’m noticing nearly daily dog food recall notices. The food we spend all this money on is killing people’s beloved pets. This all seems ridiculous to me.
I decide I’m going to just make Drake’s food. There is plenty of research and literature out there suggesting how helpful this has been to other people in the same boat as us. (Side note, this is not our first dog food making rodeo. Our dog that passed a few years ago, Phantom, had a thyroid condition and an amputated leg due to cancer. We also ditched processed dog food then, and made his food. I’m convinced we got 7 more years of snuggles from this one change.)
So, here I am making dog food yet again. I made a batch one morning on my day off. I told Drake all about what we were doing. He sat next to me, excited, the whole time. Watched the entire process, tail wagging. Good boy.
That was his first day on homemade dog food. Tell you what – he will never eat processed food again. Here’s what happened: Drake ate his first homemade dinner, and my dog transformed in literally minutes.
Meal time use to be a process for Drake – eat some, walk away, come back, eat more, growl at everyone else that wanted to eat his food (even though he wasn’t eating it)… every single day was like this. Not anymore. He loves to eat now!
So, not only is meal time more pleasant, but what happened after was shocking. After dinner was usually hyper hyper time. Crazy, running, play growling, tearing toys apart, on the furniture, off the furniture, yelling, turning the house upside down – until the day I fed Drake his new kidney approved homemade dog food.
My dog was calm. Completely calm. Laid on the couch. Played a little at a “normal” pace. And he’s been like that every day since. Not one potty accident. Ear infection is clearing up. Ummm.
So, my question is – WHAT is in the dog food that transformed my now calm dog into a maniac?? Crap. It’s that simple. Crap, fake, artificial, processed crap.
How much crap do you eat? Probably a ton. If someone took that crap out of your diet and fed you real homemade food, how do you think you’d feel? Every wonder if what you eat affects your mood? I mean, we know that if we feed kids a ton of sugar, they bounce off the walls, right? But, as adults, that doesn’t happen….sooooo…. it’s okay to eat it because no one is looking over us telling us to not….
C’mon! Be real! Food totally affects your mood. It affects your productivity, your energy level, and that’s what we see on the outside. Imagine if we could actually see what happens on the inside, on a molecular level!
Imagine how many dog’s lives could have/be saved because we label their personality as aggressive or unmanageable and have them put down when the solution could possibility be (for some), that their processed dog food is making them crazy.
Food is medicine. Think about what you eat. Think about how you feel. Think about how you could act, be, and feel different just with one little change. Think about how you could cure your own body. Know what’s in your food.
By the way, I have purchased my last bag of dog food. All my dogs will be eating home cooked food going forward. Now, who’s cooking for me :)!
I’ve noticed, as I continue to learn more about the field I’ve moved in to, that when people aren’t familiar with a concept or an idea that might be new to them, that they are more likely to dismiss it. Generally with more passion than they use for things that they do like or understand. Have you ever noticed this too?
In case you aren’t as familiar with my background, I have my undergraduate degree in psychology and my Master’s degree in Psychological Counseling. As one of the owners of Aspire Wellness, I have learned a lot more recently about holistic based services as well as concepts and ideas that I hadn’t known before. Things such as what a bio mat can be used for or a concept called Theta Healing. A couple years ago, I wouldn’t have known what either of these things are. But I know more now. And I know more because I allowed myself to hear information and not just dismiss it because I didn’t know what it is.
So back to my question….have you ever noticed that when there is a topic or concept that you show interest in that might be off the “beaten path”, there is more easily a dismissal of it? So let’s take Reiki, for example. According to Reiki.org, Reiki “is a simple, natural, and safe method of spiritual healing and self-improvement that everyone can use. It has been effective in helping virtually every known illness and malady and always creates a beneficial effect. It also works in conjunction with all other medical or therapeutic techniques to relieve side effects and promote recovery”. For me, this concept is interesting and leads to other thoughts and ideas for me. But I have certainly heard other people say that “they don’t believe in Reiki”, or “that kind of stuff is hokey”. And so on and so forth.
It gets me wondering how people so easily determine that something isn’t real or it’s ineffective, or something else that results in a negative connotation. Is it because they don’t understand the topic? In the “unbeliveableness” of something? How does someone say Reiki doesn’t work if they have never experienced Reiki or performed Reiki? To use someone else’s example, it would be like saying you know the sun will come up tomorrow, even though tomorrow has not come yet. How do we know the sun will come up tomorrow? Because we believe it.
When I think about holistic health or services, I think of it as “another way”. An alternative. A different way to get a similar result. If one of the reasons or benefits to use a Bio Mat is to “Damage and Kill Cancer and Viral Cells Without Harming Surrounding Healthy Cells” (did you know that was one of the things the Bio Mat is meant to do?), why would someone assume that it wouldn’t work? Or that it would be hokey or not for them? Because of not having had exposure to it before? Or just not understanding it? Or thinking there is only one way?
How has it been decided that there is only one way to do something? Or that one was is the best? In a recent discussion that I have overheard, a person was talking about a doctor visit, which resulted in several different diagnoses and several different medication prescriptions. The person was talking about not taking the prescriptions and looking for alternative ways of healing, due to the side effects of medications. Alternative ways such as changing their diet and using the float pod to rid their body of toxins.
I think the point I’m getting at is that not everything will work for everyone. But that’s why there are multiple ways to achieve the same or similar goal. Even when you think about medications for diabetes, there isn’t just one medication. There are multiple choices that could be made, as well as changing a diet, getting more exercise, and spending time on the Bio Mat.
I think we sometimes get caught up in trying to decide if an idea or concept is real, or if it works, or whether it’s “hokey”. But maybe when we hear about something different or new to us, maybe it would just be enough to believe it could work or be effective. If it has worked for or helped 1 person, then it has worked.
So the idea that there could be a holistic way to reach a goal isn’t an unbelievable concept. Or something that isn’t real. Even when you can’t touch or see something, it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s not there. Sometimes, you just need to believe it will work or that there is another way. Because it has been my experience that holistic practices are believable.
I’m not sure about you, but I’m pretty mad at my parents for not enrolling me in the “Maintenance Free Warranty” when I was born…
What? You mean that’s not an option? Personally, I want to just wake up every day and have this body of mine just work. Auto pilot. And when it doesn’t work, well, someone is surely to blame for that. Who can I point a finger at??
Myself included, I think we place a lot of expectations on our traditional medical doctors. We want them to ‘fix’ us. After all, that’s their job, right?? That’s why we went into their office? This is what society has taught us – you hire people to fix problems you can’t.
Take a step back for a minute – IS it their job to make us whole again? I think we all want that to be the outcome, the doctor included. But, in reality, sometimes that’s not what happens.
Think about it. When appliances, cars, or electronics break, we can decide to either have them repaired or ditch them for a brand new one. We’ve all surely had that experience where you are weighing out whether springing for a new (fill in the blank) is worth it verses messing around with the old one.
We can’t do that with our own bodies. There is no go back to start, hit refresh, undo button, or buying new. We can’t even turn it on and off again and hope the problems all fix themselves once rebooted. It is what it is. Over time, things wear out and damage happens (we jokingly call it ‘getting old’). Doctors provide solutions and strategies to hopefully ease pain and get the machine running as close to full capacity as possible. They match problems with a course of action that will hopefully lead to the desired solution. I think we often call that “course of action” the SOLUTION; it’s only the solution if it produces the outcome you want or expect. In reality, sometimes it takes more than one course of action to get a desired result.
So, what’s my role in all of this? After all, I own the ‘machine’. Maybe it’s a top of the line body that came from an amazing gene pool or maybe it’s a lemon, but either way, I can’t trade it in. We all know when we take better care of our ‘stuff,’ it stays in better condition, longer. If we treat it badly, and keeping running it to the repair shop, chances are it will wear out and we’ll have to get a new one sooner than we had hoped. In that case, do we blame the repair person for not being able to bring it back to life over and over again?
There’s an ownership role in all of this. These are our bodies. Our health. Our wellness. Our happiness. No one else is responsible for keeping it running. You need to feed it, water it, give it sunlight, rest it, exercise it, clean it, take out the trash, and carry it around with you at all times.
Holistic means as natural as possible, non-invasive. We don’t see it as a replacement of western medicine, but rather as a supplement to it. The fact is, there are ways we can treat our own bodies and manage medical conditions that can enhance traditional medicine.
Holistic health is a way to do regular maintenance. Yes, we all need the repair shop sometimes. But we all also have the responsibility to do the upkeep. It’s surely not the doctor’s job to instantly undo damages and make it all better.
Just like you don’t see (unless you’re using a microscope) how a virus attacks your healthy cells, or how your thoughts affect your emotions, or how love is transferred, or how those little tiny waves connect data to your cellphone – we know it’s happening and ‘something’ is there. Holistic treatments are the same way. You may not see toxins (unless you do an ionic foot bath) leave your body, you may not see your muscle lengthen during massage or yoga, or infrared rays change cell structures, but you know you feel better afterwards. There are lots of healthy, non-invasive ways to keep your ticker ticking and do body maintenance.
Your body is just like anything else you own. It’s YOUR job to keep it operating in peak state. We can pass the buck onto our doc or whomever else, but ultimately, we need to live in these bodies. Why not make them feel as good as possible? No one promised it would be maintenance free.
At Aspire, we can provide the tools to get you there. Check out our services online! www.aspirewellnessnow.com.
I always find it hard to transition into the winter. I think once the temperature drops it's hard to get in that much needed outdoor time and I lose the will to go outside to exercise altogether. I have to force myself out of bed each morning and try to convince myself that before I know it I will be back home in my pajamas nice and warm! I feel like I see the same sort of seasonal shift in my kids too. So I have come up with 7 ways to say goodbye to the winter blues...
1. Change your alarm to a fun song instead of the same old boring ring tone!
2. If you can, set that timer on your thermostat to slightly higher about a half hour before you have to get out of bed in the morning, a warm room is much more inviting that coming out from under the covers to be chilly.
3. Have mason jars? Try some mason jar oatmeal, there's nothing more motivating than a fast hot breakfast waiting for you to enjoy!
4. Diffuse, diffuse, diffuse! I am fairly new to using essential oils but I am telling you there is an oil to help with everything! Try diffusing something citrus based to lift the mood of your house and make you feel warm when it's oh so cold!
5. When you get home before your reach for those fuzzy pajamas try the "fast five"
1. put one thing away
2. clean one thing
3. get one thing ready for the next day
4. write down one positive thing (dry erase boards are great for this, especially one with magnets attached to the fridge).
5. stand still for two minutes with your eyes closed and work on taking deep breaths
6. Lighting is everything! Find fun lamps for your space that will brighten the dark nights and early mornings and trick your mind into being awake!
7. Having trouble getting the kids outside? Make a scavenger hunt list of things for them to find and take pictures of or bring home! (something shiny, something round, something that doesn't make a sound etc.) At least then when you want to get a walk in, they will be entertained and not making you wish you never left home!
It's nice to embrace all the fun of each season, just don't let the short cold days get you down. Make your home a warm place full of routine and reasons to be on your feet! Don't take the winter months laying down!
With the second major hurricane bearing down on our country, it really gives us pause to be grateful. Whether we are in the storm or not, it’s a reflection on that fact that all of us need help sometimes. Hopefully it doesn’t involve rushing water and life endangering saves, but none-the-less, we are all human, and I do not believe we were designed to operate as islands.
Power and strength comes with community. People pulling for each other. The energy is contagious. If you’ve ever been on the sidelines of a sporting event or finish line, you know what I mean. The air is so heightened, it’s nearly electric. You can feel the pulse of excitement, a rush through the crowd. You want success! You want it for everyone!! So much so, you’re on the edge of your seat, you’re jumping up and down, clapping your hands, holding your breath.
The crowd wouldn’t be the same if everyone stood around looking depressed. If people just shuffled by with no real interest, the scene becomes muted.
What makes a community? Lots of things, but one key ingredient is people’s willingness to participate. When you think of the word “community,” you can’t help but to define it as a group of people with common interests, working towards something together. It’s a sense of partnership, comradery, helpfulness. Having support is a key element in success.
Giving back is a pillar in life that many of us seem to ignore. Not because we don’t want to help, per se. It’s not because we aren’t good people. It’s because helping takes time. It takes energy. Often, it takes money. In our everyday world, we often lack part, or all, of these things. Helping or volunteering can take us out of our comfort zone. When someone asks for a favor, it may not be what you want to do. You immediately begin to think of how inconvenient it all is to you.
No one is saying you need to help everyone all the time. But everyone should help someone or something some of the time. It’s necessary to evolve as human beings. It helps with personal growth, development, feeling connected to something larger in this world.
Interestingly, the same uncomfortableness happens when you make a lifestyle change. It’s sorta like doing a favor for your body. It takes you out of your comfort zone. It can be pretty inconvenient. And, it can take time, energy, and money. Funny how that all works.
For those of us that volunteer, after a bit of time, it just becomes what we do. It’s part of our lives, our schedule. Same with taking care of yourself. It’s just your lifestyle. Ever look back at a time in your life when it seemed like a million things were happening at once, and you wonder how on earth you fit it all in?? Well, you did. And, importantly, you survived! The same is true when you starting on a lifestyle journey. After some time, it’s just what you do! You don’t have to make special plans. It all just happens.
Just like any community, it’s okay to ask for help when you need it. A lifestyle change is hard! You don’t need to tackle it alone! Find support in friends, family, a gym, a trainer, a support group, a doctor. Anyone who will positively influence you and create that positive din surrounding your life! We all need cheerleaders!
I challenge you to consider what’s important in your life. Give to others and give to yourself. Do your body a favor like you would any person that asks for help. Saying “yes” to someone in need should be an easy decision. Say “yes” to what your body is asking of you as well.
When is the last time you created something?
It might not be your thing to bust out the glue sticks and scissors and get into some arts and crafts but along the lines of wellness it's very important to create and allow yourself time to be creative. I get lost in the store all the time, wandering up and down aisles just daydreaming, it doesn't even matter what store it is I am really not biased. My Pinterest is titled "living life one pin at a time". I have legitimately only accomplished a dozen or so things on my Pinterest boards but I am actively working on them one at a time.
You don't have to be a chef or an interior decorator to actually enjoy creating something...you could seriously put pictures in a book, or clean a section of your house and organize yourself, you might even be digitally inclined to make something along the lines of 3D animation or be a routine blogger, or maybe you like to decorate for the holidays. Whatever it is that makes you get lost wandering for hours is where you will find your passion.
I challenge you this week to purposely spend time saturated in doing something that makes you dream during the day! If you need inspiration and you sincerely don't know where to begin, go take a walk in AC Moore. You will be exposed to so many hobbies there that you are bound to find something that reminds you how to have fun with a project again and get creative. It's so good for your soul to make things.
Homework Assignment: step 1: get creative step 2: post your creative adventures and #aspirewellnessnow
You don't need to workout all the time and be fit to get well. Sometimes the most healthy looking people in the room are struggling for balance and fun in their lives...everyone can feel well through creativity so lets see your examples this week!
I was at a music concert this weekend. Well, I was actually at 2. One on Friday night and one on Sunday night. I really love music. At least the music I like to listen to. J I really enjoy a good beat and I can appreciate the skill it takes to play music. I started playing flute when I was in fourth grade. But beyond the music I listen to, are the lyrics I hear.
There are a great many songs that I could listen to over and over again. And sometimes I’m really struck when a song resonates with me. Or a particular lyric in a song. I do sometimes think it’s funny when I have been singing a song for a while and finally the meaning of the lyric makes sense to me. Perhaps it’s related to the spot in my life I’m currently living and has new meaning to me. This happened the other night at the concert.
Standing on the lawn at the venue, I’m listening to Daughtry sing a great song. “Life After You”. There was a certain part of the song that when I heard it that night, I had that sentimental feeling and I just heard it in a different way. The lyrics were: “All that I’m after is a life full of laughter, as long as I’m laughing with you. And I think that all that still matters is love ever after. After the life we’ve been through.” I’ve heard this song and sang this song a lot of times, but that night, I was meant to hear it differently.
I would say that since I’ve opened up Aspire Wellness, I’ve spent a lot of time at work and getting things ready at work, and developing projects. I haven’t spent as much time at home and therefore, I haven’t spent as much time with my husband. And even though I will see him when I get home at night, I miss spending time with him the way we used to. I think when I heard those lyrics that night, I thought about missing him, as it was just me and my best friend at the concert. But it made me remember what’s important about our relationship too. I like to think I’m funny and I love to hear him laugh. I sometimes get the feeling that we’re “all business”. Talking about the bills and work to be done, what our schedules are like the next day, who is going to let the dog out tomorrow, while we have the time to talk to each other.
We get so caught up in the ins and outs of everyday life and caught up in the chores, that we don’t always leave a bunch of time for fun. At the concert that night, it made me feel…almost sad. Like I had “forgotten” about the things or people in my life that really matter. Honestly, the chores, like washing the dishes, will be there later. But this opportunity to enjoy a life full of laughter might not always be there. Or maybe not with the people I cherish. I’m realizing that my life needs more balance and I need to work harder to achieve that balance.
I’m betting that I’m not the only person who gets caught up in the daily things in life we try to accomplish. It sometimes feels like a race to try to get everything crossed off your list. And then what? You’re free? Or perhaps you add more to your to do list. It’s ok to take the time to inject some love and laughter into your day. It might not take more than a minute to appreciate whatever it is that makes you laugh.
So that’s what I did last night. Took those couple seconds to be silly with my husband to make him chuckle. It’s great to see him smile. We’ve had quite the interesting life together. And there have been a lot of health concerns, so hearing him laugh and him knowing I love him really is priceless.
Balance is a hard thing to keep in check. At least for me. I think it’s easy to become engrossed in work and the daily responsibilities. I don’t want that to be my pattern. So maybe I can let those lyrics run through my head often to remind me of the balance I need.
“All that I’m after is a life full of laughter, as long as I’m laughing with you. And I think that all that still matters is love ever after. After the life we’ve been through.” -- Daughtry