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Friday, November 3, 2017

The Next BIG Thing

It's November here in the Pacific Northwest, it's only the third day of the month and it is snowing.  Very unusual, but not so much in the last couple of years.  We seem to be skipping over the rainy season that used to begin in Sept., run through Oct. and Nov. and then maybe it might snow in Dec., Jan. and Feb.  

These season changes have left me wondering if it's time to move.  I've been on this "hill" for about 21 years, I think I could say I've done this, been here, and probably need to do that next adventure.  

I turned 61 this year, it's the sort of age where you're saying it's time to shit or get off the pot, because there are a limited number of adventures left at this age.

I recently took a mini vacation with my brother to the coast.  It's my happiest place, I always enjoy myself there and always have a good experience.  
When I got back I started doing some research about the area and found out I can probably afford to live there!  If I move in the next year I'll still need to work, so I could start my business over there - which sounds a bit daunting, finding new clients, "hoping" to make enough money.  But if all of my past adventures have taught me anything, it's that making the leap always pays off.

I'll probably get out there, do well and kick myself for having not done it sooner!  It's still scary to leave the known, the reality, the comfort zone, but living with regret is worse I think.

Anyone have any great adventures they took and were glad they did?  I'd love to hear your story.

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Male Deafness

At 60 I have had a lot of experience working with men over the years.  Family members, co-workers, boyfriends and husbands.  I noticed a pattern developing early on in life that I just couldn't find a solution to;  male deafness, or was it ignorance?  Or avoidance?  Or worse, was it me??

There have been many interactions with men over the years where I find myself in a situation of repeating myself, or witnessing them claiming the idea I had given them. 
Is this arrogance?  Or ignorance? 

I call it male deafness because I just can't find another reason they could be so oblivious.  Did they just not hear me?  Am I too soft spoken?  Or are they just assholes?

Unfortunately it just makes me not want to be around them, and I'm heterosexual!  I now am hesitant to share anything of importance for fear they won't hear hear me, and that's sad because it really just makes me feel invisible.


Sunday, November 13, 2016

Risk Authenticity

I have been mulling over how to write my own version of the election results here.  I am one of many who are disappointed in the results, however, what I really want to express came after some reading I did from Buddhist leaders, and today I watched a Ted Talk from Brene Brown about Vulnerability.

Risk authenticity and just express how you feel.  I find it best to do this within my own tribe first, to get my feet wet, then branching out from there.  But be informed and be kind.

Personally, I don't vote for anyone who supports racism, but I also didn't think it wise to let someone run the country who had never been a politician.  We don't usually hire managers off the street, so that was just bad business.
I let my gut tell me how to feel about a person, I always have.  I have good instincts and high intuition.  I knew he wasn't right for the job.

Aside from all the obvious stuff that has already been aired, I really see this as a Shift, an opportunity for Big change.  OK, it's out, and the country is split. everyone is mad as hell, and at each other.  This is not where we should start.

For me personally, it became apparent just a few days after the results were out and I was on a day trip with a friend who happens to be a conservative republican.  I was hoping to not talk politics at all, and we almost got through the whole day, but somehow it came up and I feel I was ambushed into a corner.  Not really her fault.  My lesson there was how apparent it was to me that I was uninformed and couldn't even defend myself!  My fault.  Knowledge is power, that is correct, and I have seen the light!

After a recent meditation I came away feeling compassion for all of us.  I also felt hope and acceptance.  But it will take some time to sort things out before others calm down, some just won't, but that's in their nature.

So risking authenticity is to be vulnerable, and vulnerable is a state of openness.  The risk of course is not knowing the outcome, but that's just life. 

I think this Shift will be different for all of us, it will be very personal and many will grow because of it.  I know I have already.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Benefits of Handwriting

I heard something today that reminded me that there is a difference between handwriting and using a keyboard as far as how your brain works.
An article I read said “When we write, a unique neural circuit is automatically activated,” said Stanislas Dehaene, a psychologist at the Coll├Ęge de France in Paris.
In another article it said that  "because putting ink to paper stimulates a part of the brain called the Reticular Activating Center, or the RAS."

I found more information about this as an educational issue for young children but I also know that I myself feel a distinct difference between writing something out by hand vs typing.  I can still relay my feelings and ideas, but handwriting seems to flow easier.

I journal daily.  It's my therapy, my friend, my companion.  My think tank for ideas.  As I write, I get even more information about my subject, often I get answers!  I can almost always figure out a dream if I write it down.

Dr. Wayne W Dyer mentioned many times in his writings and speeches that he always wrote out his books by hand, and that he always felt somehow guided as he wrote.
I have to agree that there is an ethereal element to this kind of process.  My daily journal writing has been very therapeutic.  I actually prefer this over long hours spent with someone who hardly knows me, not to mention the cost.

I also write out my to do lists, my project lists and I still send hand written cards.
So I imagine I am engaging a different part of my brain in this way, and hopefully stimulating it with new cells to keep me mentally fit for many years to come,  as this article states:  "According to The Wall Street Journal, some physicians claim that the act of writing — which engages your motor-skills, memory, and more — is good cognitive exercise for baby boomers who want to keep their minds sharp as they age."


Sunday, October 30, 2016

Age VS Maturity

I was thinking recently about the differences between people's chronological age and their maturity level (not that that can really be measured).  But let's say we're having a conversation with a 65 year old who comes across more like a 40 year old.  Or a 35 year old person who seems more like a 70 year old.

These are rash generalizations, but you get my point.  I just wonder if we are putting too much emphasis on our chronological ages, pigeon-holing people into categories that they may not fit into just by virtue of some statistics.

I have a wide range of friends in all age groups, they are all different!  My friends in the same age groups are not all the same.  Some are healthier, some seem "older".

Anyway, maybe someday we'll have to give driver's licenses to a deserving class, or alcohol to a smaller group and voting rights to more people.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Peace Deprivation

I live in a small recreational community in the forest.  Most of the time it's pretty quiet and I enjoy the peace of silence and wildlife around me.

There are several "camp" lots where people from the city come to enjoy the outdoors - I think anyway.  Mostly they bring their loud radios, barking dogs and screaming children.

I try to ignore this, rationalizing that they just don't know any better.  However some of the full time residents are just as ignorant of the quality of peace that is available to them, if they would only just shut up long enough to hear it.
Blaring TV's, radios, video games and music numb their senses.  This is Peace Deprivation I think.  And not just peace and quiet - but real peace, the kind that comes when you're at peace.

So I too suffer from Peace Deprivation because I can't turn them off.  I can however go inside my own house and have peace.

The truly blissful days are when they are all gone, and I have the neighborhood to myself.  This is true bliss.

The wildlife don't seem to mind either way, I wish I could be more like them.

I wish I could tell them it's really OK to hear what's inside your head, but you will have to come to terms with it.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Real Health Insurance

There is no miracle cure for health.
No short cuts to losing weight, eating better, feeling better.
You've got to do the work.  Like most things worth achieving, it's work, it takes time, but mostly it takes attitude.

Attitude, as it turns out, is our key to success at anything.  You may not understand this till a later time in life, like me, I have only been at this (diligently) for the last ten years or so.
At 60 I can brag that I am not over weight, do not take any medications and am genuinely happy!

I know, you may hate me, but that's because deep down you want it too.

Make a decision today to be your own best health insurance - for yourself - for your future - for your family's future.