Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Mindfulness, for reals!

Had to get a blood pressure check yesterday. Not a big deal except that mine tends to go up when at the Doctor's office. The whole driving through traffic, looking for parking, having to park in the back forty, walking up the hill and then the wait. While waiting, I'm wondering if they are going to weigh me too. Ugh. Then I'm thinking what if my pressure is too high? Why is my heart beating so fast? Damn it, now a hot flash. They're going to have to admit me. I am not kidding, shit like this goes through my mind all the time. I usually just let the thoughts pass on through but these ones were hanging out for the ride.

Finally, the nurse calls me in. I take off my jacket and sit down, she hooks me up and I decide I need to calm the fuck down. So, I start thinking of my new grandson, then my granddaughter, then my older grandson, their perfect faces especially when they see me after a way too long absence. Then I'm at the top of 'my' ridge with the ocean on one side and the forest on the other....

Done. Blood pressure was great.

And now I have proof that this mindfulness or meditation or whatever it is actually does work and I, of all people, can call upon it's magic when I need it most.

If I can do it, anyone can do it.

Peace.


Thursday, December 1, 2016

A little less thinking and a lot more action please

To the tune of Elvis Presley's "A Little Less Conversation"

My new motto is:

Simply do it.

Whatever it is, just stop thinking about it and 'get r done'.

I spend far too much time thinking about everything, researching, searching, wondering, looking for the correct way or ideas or whatever. Usually until I am overwhelmed and then i'm in analysis paralysis.

STOP!

I make 'it' difficult. I make 'it' complicated. I make 'it' inconvenient.

'It' being mostly what I don't feel like doing or don't know if I want to do it or, shit, anything.

Where did I get this deeply ingrained belief that if anything is difficult, I don't want to do it? Or if there is a chance I won't do it perfectly (correctly) then I shouldn't even try?

I know I've said this before; I need therapy.

For now, I'm going to get off my ass and DO SOMETHING.