Thursday, November 13, 2014
The Morning Letter
Every morning I go outside with my coffee and my cats and we sit at my back patio table where I write a letter to God. It's my time to give thanks and ask questions and make requests and confess fears and put it all out on the table. I write without editing, without choosing the right words, without even dotting the "i"s. I just pour stuff onto the page. My handwriting can be so atrocious that I should have become a doctor.
Each letter starts out the same way. "Dear God, Thank you..." Usually I have loads of specific things for which I give thanks. Some days, though, I can only start by writing "Thank you, thank you, thank you." and leaving it at that. On those days it's either that I'm overwhelmed with gratitude and the blessings are too numerous to count, or because I can't think of a single thing for which to be grateful. On those days, when life - even early morning life - seems dour and pointless and bleak, I dutifully write my thank you's and follow them with my questions and pleas and worries and fears demands and as I write, I begin to notice things. As I look up to contemplate my next gripe, I laugh out loud with delight at seeing a cloud in the shape of a hamburger, or a collection of weedy flowers forming the most perfect and beautiful bouquet. When I take a sip of coffee I'm delighted to find it still warm and awesome and deliciously bitter. I hear Tippy meow his kitten-sounding meow and Gray meow his robotic, creaky meow - both of which I just flat out love.
As I pour out discouragement and sadness and grief, my eyes and ears clear and my heart opens enough to notice and enjoy the blessings. They were there all along. They're there whenever I really look for them. Sometimes it's hard to do. Sometimes it feels too good to be cynical and angry. But if I'm really honest with myself, no matter that heavy, tricky, icky things are scattered through my life and I have no power to change some of those things, there are still beautiful blessings weaving their way though it all and coloring my universe if I only bother to acknowledge them. Today I give thanks for being able to wake up and count my blessings. I give thanks for being able to give thanks.
Monday, November 3, 2014
7 Things You Should Know About Bad Days: A Field Guide
Looks like I got caught not sticking with the program. I was going to share more and more about living a healthy life and protecting ourselves from the ubiquitous "bad days" and then I just disappeared on you! So sorry, so sorry. I've been doing field research. You know...doing life, running into bad days and mowing them down, slogging through minefields of bad days and coming out alive and well. I did this for you, so you won't have to wander through a bad day without a map. That's how much I care! In fact, I just wallowed in three days of ick so that I could share it with you here and tell you what I learned.
Here's a basic primer on bad days:
1.) Bad days happen. They can happen when we're tired or sick or overwhelmed. They can happen when the toilet overflows on the same day we're throwing a dinner party. They can happen when we're faced with our limitations, whether they be financial, physical, emotional, spiritual, intellectual...whatever. They happen when bad people do bad things and no one can make the bad people stop. They happen when we forget who we are, and they most definitely happen when we forget to keep loving ourselves.
2.) Bad days don't always start out bad and there isn't always a triggering event, though usually we can find at least one event on which to blame our bad day. It's not just that it was a bad hair day. It's that it was a "bad hair, speeding ticket, sneezed in the boss's coffee, forgot my phone and was expecting an important call" day. One of those things will have pushed the whole day over the edge. Or it may be that argument you had with your teenager during lunch that sticks with you the rest of the day and throws you off your game. Regardless of how many hours of "bad day" you endure, it still sucks.
3.) Bad days are emotional in nature. And by "emotional", I'm referring to emotions that tend to reside on the energy-zapping side of the spectrum. Fear, rage, sadness, hopelessness, apathy and depression are all invited to the party. They like to invite self-doubt, anxiety and confusion along as well. All in all, this is not a party you want to stay at for long, if at all. The thing is, when we're rubbing elbows with these guys, we forget about things like inspiration and confidence. We scoff at doddy old hope and her frumpy brother, gratefulness. We're too tired and mad or sad for that stuff. C'mon...! I just want to cocoon here in my dark, safe house.
4.) Bad days generally demand that we fill the emptiness with something. Mindlessly binging on food (especially all the junk you generally try to avoid in the name of health), TV, retail therapy, media, games, sleep, drinking (or whatever your habit may be) seems to be just the ticket to soothe a troubled soul. Yeah, no. It doesn't really help, and some things will make for big-time regret later. Know your poison and "think through the drink".
5.) Bad days are not the same thing as "going through a rough time". Bad things happen in our lives. Horrible, bad things that knock us flat and steal our breath and change our lives forever in some way. Those times are not the "bad days" to which I refer here, though we can certainly suffer those bad days during rough times. But we can also go through difficult times without falling into that place that keeps us from moving forward with hope. Bad days saturate us with apathy, bitterness and self-loathing, making the thought of a brighter time look like a pointless joke. We can't afford bad days when we're going through a rough time and I think that most of us instinctively know that. A bad day during a rough time can turn into Hotel California.
6.) Sometimes, giving in to a bad day is the best way to get through it. Think of it as having a type of 24-hour flu. Say "Okay, my cat peed in my purse, my hair looks like it was painted on with a rake, I am running on 3 hours of sleep, I got a speeding ticket, my computer just died, I forgot to wear deodorant... Today sucks and now I have to take care of myself as though I were a tiny, fragile infant." Then go about the rest of the day knowing you are feeling off-balance. Delegate whatever you can, postpone anything that isn't urgent, tell someone loving that you're having a bad day, let yourself get through it. If you have a bad day box, now's the time to open it up.
So how can we circumvent a bad day? As soon as we start feeling joy or happiness or inner peace, our bad day loses its grip on us. It's like letting sunlight into a den of Vampires. POOF! Ha! Not so bitey now, are you Count Bogey! So why not seek out ways to feel happy when we feel our bad day begin? Sometimes we just don't have the right map. When we feel defeated, all roads lead to despair.
What can we do about it? It may seem counter-intuitive when we're basking in the doldrums (because let's admit it, it sometimes feels right to feel bad), but there are three simple things that help almost immediately:
Here's a basic primer on bad days:
1.) Bad days happen. They can happen when we're tired or sick or overwhelmed. They can happen when the toilet overflows on the same day we're throwing a dinner party. They can happen when we're faced with our limitations, whether they be financial, physical, emotional, spiritual, intellectual...whatever. They happen when bad people do bad things and no one can make the bad people stop. They happen when we forget who we are, and they most definitely happen when we forget to keep loving ourselves.
2.) Bad days don't always start out bad and there isn't always a triggering event, though usually we can find at least one event on which to blame our bad day. It's not just that it was a bad hair day. It's that it was a "bad hair, speeding ticket, sneezed in the boss's coffee, forgot my phone and was expecting an important call" day. One of those things will have pushed the whole day over the edge. Or it may be that argument you had with your teenager during lunch that sticks with you the rest of the day and throws you off your game. Regardless of how many hours of "bad day" you endure, it still sucks.
3.) Bad days are emotional in nature. And by "emotional", I'm referring to emotions that tend to reside on the energy-zapping side of the spectrum. Fear, rage, sadness, hopelessness, apathy and depression are all invited to the party. They like to invite self-doubt, anxiety and confusion along as well. All in all, this is not a party you want to stay at for long, if at all. The thing is, when we're rubbing elbows with these guys, we forget about things like inspiration and confidence. We scoff at doddy old hope and her frumpy brother, gratefulness. We're too tired and mad or sad for that stuff. C'mon...! I just want to cocoon here in my dark, safe house.
4.) Bad days generally demand that we fill the emptiness with something. Mindlessly binging on food (especially all the junk you generally try to avoid in the name of health), TV, retail therapy, media, games, sleep, drinking (or whatever your habit may be) seems to be just the ticket to soothe a troubled soul. Yeah, no. It doesn't really help, and some things will make for big-time regret later. Know your poison and "think through the drink".
5.) Bad days are not the same thing as "going through a rough time". Bad things happen in our lives. Horrible, bad things that knock us flat and steal our breath and change our lives forever in some way. Those times are not the "bad days" to which I refer here, though we can certainly suffer those bad days during rough times. But we can also go through difficult times without falling into that place that keeps us from moving forward with hope. Bad days saturate us with apathy, bitterness and self-loathing, making the thought of a brighter time look like a pointless joke. We can't afford bad days when we're going through a rough time and I think that most of us instinctively know that. A bad day during a rough time can turn into Hotel California.
6.) Sometimes, giving in to a bad day is the best way to get through it. Think of it as having a type of 24-hour flu. Say "Okay, my cat peed in my purse, my hair looks like it was painted on with a rake, I am running on 3 hours of sleep, I got a speeding ticket, my computer just died, I forgot to wear deodorant... Today sucks and now I have to take care of myself as though I were a tiny, fragile infant." Then go about the rest of the day knowing you are feeling off-balance. Delegate whatever you can, postpone anything that isn't urgent, tell someone loving that you're having a bad day, let yourself get through it. If you have a bad day box, now's the time to open it up.
So how can we circumvent a bad day? As soon as we start feeling joy or happiness or inner peace, our bad day loses its grip on us. It's like letting sunlight into a den of Vampires. POOF! Ha! Not so bitey now, are you Count Bogey! So why not seek out ways to feel happy when we feel our bad day begin? Sometimes we just don't have the right map. When we feel defeated, all roads lead to despair.
What can we do about it? It may seem counter-intuitive when we're basking in the doldrums (because let's admit it, it sometimes feels right to feel bad), but there are three simple things that help almost immediately:
- Start counting your blessings
- Get moving (exercise, cleaning house, gardening, etc.)
- Help someone else
Bad days cannot bear to be filled with gratitude, health or empowerment and they will burst like a flimsy bubble! But in the event that you can't even muster these things, or new bad day elements seem to crop up, one after the other, know this truth:
7.) Bad days end when you put your pajamas on. That's just a fact.
So if you're having a bad day, you know what to do. You know how to survive it. You know how to "enjoy" it. You even know how to end it! I hope your days are sunny and strong and filled with too many good things to ever need this guide. But go buy yourself a nice pair of pajamas, just to have on hand.
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