Today is Sunday which means you should be relaxing. Need some inspiration to kick back? Or some choonz to jam out to during your Sunday routine? Here’s a playlist for you from me and the DJ boofrand.
Good morning world!
How are you feeling this morning? Are you refreshed or just functioning? How did your weekend’s activities play a role in your attitude and energy today?
I just had a great weekend so I thought I’d share what made it so rejuvenating and energizing for me.
I was going to do January blogathon. A new post every day.
My mom came to town to visit for two weeks. I got a third job. I am moving house. And I think I’m coming down with…
My normal inclination would be to settle into a comfortable state of self criticism (for isn’t it easier to see our own flaws than it is to acknowledge our strengths?). I could have watched less TV. I could have snuck in time to write on the weekend. I could have skipped that nap. Who do you think you are trying to blog every day?
It could be viewed as a failure. But I can also choose a different outlook.
We expect so much of ourselves, we plan and arrange our lives in such a strict way that whenever circumstances bring us a few feet off the trail we’d planned to take, it is a big deal. We become blind in our panic to return to “the plan,” and miss out on enumerable opportunities that were not part of our preconceptions of our life.
I’ve learned many times over these past few months that taking risks and stepping out of my comfort zone brings many rewards. Sometimes the reward is a lesson, sometimes it’s an exciting opportunity and sometimes it is simply another chance to see what I’m made of.
Blogathon was a noble idea. But I’ve been practicing something greater than writing.
There’s a saying “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.” The more I let go of my expectations and desires, the more I find myself in serendipitous situations. Every time I stop my overactive brain to honestly converse with another person, I grow. Each breath I exhale and footstep that hits the ground is a chance to change my direction and my attitude.
Whose scales was I using to measure my success?
Whose scales are you using?
I believe what we so often view as failure is simply an event in our lives that we lack the discipline to relinquish control of. The tighter we hang on to the idea that we have control over things in this world, the more “failure” there will be. When I feel the need to control or micromanage, I only feel more out of control. When I need things to go according to plan, I am stressed beyond reason.
Once you realize the unpredictability of life, and that true marks of success can only be defined by yourself… Failure isn’t failure anymore. Use your own scales to see what the day was worth.
Be bold in your undertakings, work hard for opportunities that come along and be open. Take the word failure out of your lexicon. Replace it with LESSON, GROWTH or CHALLENGE. See how it changes things!
If you enjoyed this, agreed or disagreed with what I said… please comment! I’d love to hear from you.
Don’t we all have some neatly folded fantasies in a hidden drawer somewhere? There are dreams like skinny jeans that we keep working towards, we keep trying them on.
If you are of the persuasion that what you put in is what you get out… If you believe in the law of attraction… If you could fathom that we manifest our own lives through our thought life… then you may realize how important it is to dream. To spend real time and energy focusing in on the specifics of desires and aims in life. How they will feel, taste and smell.
How clearly can you see what you want?
What future reward drives your present work?
A few months ago, I made a collage of four pictures of things I wanted, along with the goals that I needed to achieve in order to splurge on these rewards. Last week, I hit the first of the four. I reached 200 followers between my two blogs. (THANK YOU!) For this, I’m treating myself to a tie dye hoodie from the Mod Sun merch store. It’s a happy, colourful purchase to remind me of positivity and perseverance that pays off.
It’s a small thing, but it illustrates a clear desire , followed by the work to achieve it. There are other- more significant- rewards.
The feeling of waking up refreshed and energized after you start taking care of your health.
The pride that swells in your chest when you take another step towards your dream job.
The sound of the steel lock clicking as you open the door to your first home.
The taste of a lovingly prepared meal.
The simple contentment of being in the company of good friends who took a long time to find.
These are all examples of things that you imagine, work to create and then enjoy.
Imagine. Work. Enjoy.
What can your mind come up with? What outcome inspires you to wake up in the morning and get to work? Are you enjoying the process of your progress towards your dreams?
If you are interested in learning more about manifesting what you want through visualization and action, pick up Mod Sun’s book “Did I Ever Wake Up?” or watch “The Secret.” Both are resources that I’ve used on more than one occasion and thoroughly enjoyed.
I’m a few days late in boarding this train, but it’s decided. I am going to blog every day for the remainder of January. Writing is my craft of choice and the only real way to improve is to practice and practice a whole lot.
Each day there will be an alternating post on this, my main blog, and my health blog.
Daily blogging seems daunting. You may get tired of me by the end of the month. But gosh darnit I will blog on.
Moving my fingers over the keyboard as if in a trance at two in the morning when I can’t sleep, it’s natural to me. Pounding the words out into some shape and form that is relatable to other humans who stumble across this place is cathartic. Processing the unending ideas and stories that circulate in my brain brings me peace. Blogging for me is about sharing and learning and teaching and growing through writing. It’s a community, it’s a soapbox, it’s a journal.
On this blog, I have shared my life. Ups and downs, my passions and pet peeves. On my health blog, I gained an awesome community of support and inspiration when I began my journey in 2012 to train for and run a marathon and change my health for the better. When I share my dreams and goals, I hope I inspire others to dream big also. When I tell my invisible audience I’m going to do something, it makes me want to follow through. Beyond reading, blogging gives the chance to connect and gain feedback.
That being said, I challenge you to come back each day for the new post and to chime in on the questions I ask on the post, or tell me what you liked or didn’t like. Give me suggestions. Tell me about your day. Anything! I want to connect with you, as I share this crazy ol’ life with you. Don’t be shy!
Are you doing a January blogathon? Let me know and I’ll link to your blog and maybe you can link to mine so we can share in this journey.
Happy New Year!
If you happened to read my last post, you’ll know Christmas was difficult. I found out afterwards that we lost not one, but two beautiful souls on Christmas eve. I am very thankful for a boyfriend who kept my head on straight at this time. It would be easy to allow the tragedy of loss to continue to affect me and bring me down. It is harder to choose joy, to choose to direct my focus to the silver linings.
There is an infinite amount of possibility in this world. To learn, to grow, to expand your mind and your life. I know so many people are annoyed with #newyearnewyou, or the commercialism attached to self-improvement targeted at January resolution makers. And I don’t believe you need a new year to make changes in your life. However, I like to see each year that rolls in as another opportunity for exploration and recreation. It’s a blank page, it’s a fresh slate, it’s another chance and we’re still around to seize it and make the life we want and be people that are kind and passionate and awesome. You can choose to see it this way or not.
This is what has filled the first moments of my blank page, 2015.
(photo cred to Mauricio Rojas Gramal)
At the bar… we missed the countdown due to somebody falling asleep (most definitely not me)…. but we came for a drink and new years hugs at work before last call. (photo cred to Mauricio Rojas Gramal)
Great crew to be working with on New Years! Nobody came in for dinner in my section, I didn’t serve a single beer! It was fun regardless getting ready for the party and sitting around talking with these wonderful people.
What happens on Skype
stays on skype is most definitely stored for embarrassment on my blog or your wedding day slideshow. My sister back home is the best medicine.
Today I’m happy. Christmas and the days following held a lot of sadness and grief, but the wind is changing. Today I felt ready to plan and dream again. I’m proud of who I am and where I’m at and anticipating wonderful adventures in 2015. This is my content, confident, nothing’s perfect but everything is alright face.
Happy New Years everyone!
What an interesting Christmas.
The first in my 22 years on this planet that I am not in my little living room of my BC home.
The first without my parents. My dad is back in BC. My mom is in Ontario as her sister just passed on Christmas Eve. Though I never lived close to my aunt, I have very fond memories of all the times I spent with her growing up. She was the sweetest lady, and my heart breaks for my mom who has lost a sister. I don’t want to think of the days when I lose my two sisters.
There’s so much I have to be grateful for. However, these blessings are grandly juxtaposed with a homesick stomach, an aching heart and sporadically flooding eyes.
I’ve been up for 5 hours now, it’s Christmas morning. I went to bed before any of the kids; I was done with the day.
So, naturally, I woke up at 1 am.
It’s 7 am now. It’s a white Christmas, but we won’t see more than darkness outside for another 2 hours. The kids are up and excited to go downstairs to their stockings. I am already tired, but happy to have company now at least. Some coffee should remedy this for the time being.
I’ll keep hope for this coming year and everything that it holds. I will stay thankful and continue to work hard to get to where I want to be. I won’t take people for granted. I will say I love you more often. I will take every opportunity to do my best, to give my best, to give my all.
Merry Christmas all.