Tuesday, January 27, 2009

learning about ourselves and shadows

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.

--Carl Jung

When you notice something about someone else that evokes a negative emotion in your field of conscious awareness to some degree, they are reflecting something in you that is similar, these are your shadow beliefs about yourself. Often, it's enough to acknowledge that characteristic and accept that it's part of us, but it is not who we are. But the first thing that usually pops up is the Ego with a case of denial. No, I don't talk that loudly... wear that much make-up... am not that rude... would never treat a friend like that ... am much more considerate... don't ever make mistakes like that... never behave that way in public. It's the I'm OK, you're not OK defense. Instead, we could accelerate our personal growth by exploring those parts of our selves that we notice in others and making conscious choices about whether we want to keep our behavior or change it. This is how we develop our strengths.

If we decide to keep it, we then have to learn to let go of our need to keep it or it can work against us. If you notice another person who always has to be right or have the last word, and you find it annoying, begin to observe your self in different situations to become aware of when you are like that. Think about how it serves you. If you're a trial lawyer that might be a good characteristic and you might decide to keep it, but if you're a tennis player, it might be to your disadvantage not to change. When you become aware that you do the thing or are like that sometimes, to some degree, you can determine whether it's appropriate or not appropriate by the reactions you evoke in others. Then you can accept that it is part of you, but it is not all that you are. Something that's part of you is always part of you, but you have the ability to intensify it or extinguish it. You can still want to express your opinion, but let go of your need to be right. You can still demand to be heard, but if you continue to expect others to believe you or do what you say, then you haven't let go of your attachment to being in control, having it your way.

The mirroring technique is a method to increase self-awareness which involves paying attention of your physical and emotional reactions during encounters with others. If you feel comfortable with someone, you are mirroring positive parts of your self (e.g. good conversationalist, pleasant smile, confidence). If you feel anger or don't like the person right away or get a bad feeling about the person, they are reflecting something in you that you feel uncomfortable about— but would probably deny if confronted with that information. You may choose to put up a wall to avoid seeing yourself in the mirror. The stronger your denial, however, the more likely it is true about you. When you know everything about your self, good and bad, and can still accept your self, you'll find yourself becoming more accepting of other people's eccentricities and less annoyed with the world, in general.

The following exercise will help you learn to use mirroring to learn about your self. It is suggested you pay attention first to negative feelings because we learn the most about ourselves from these. They are our greatest teachers. When you become good at processing this information, don't beat yourself up too badly, you can use the same technique to look at the positive things about yourself to reconstruct your self-image.

I copied this from here, go here to read more.

The quote from Aurora got me thinking.

a good reminder

"Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves."

-----Carl Jung

sent to me by Aurora Fox

When I am really crabby, EVERYTHING irritates me!  :-(

Gratitude Today

I am grateful because:

  • I have lost a little weight
  • my fibromyalgia pain is present but not too bad
  • I went through my novel, Frog Haven, end to end, and feel as if it is getting nearly ready to send out again.
  • The sun is shining.
  • My son, who is home sick, is currently asleep.
  • there is nice music playing on the radio that I like.
  • I am about to go make myself a nice breakfast and I expect to enjoy it.
  • I have you to talk to and friendship is good. :-D

Spring, Discovered!

Here is an art piece to go with one of my new dreams.

In the dream, the triplets were juts a little older than this. I am wondering why I am dreaming of Jewish triplets. Supposedly, things coming in threes either mean good luck or PAY ATTENTION.

Perhaps I miss my friend Jacob who I've known since he was a boy? I really have no idea. Tu b'shavat? How am I or some part of me like a Jewish boy?

Two Dreams in January

Spring Discovered

We are on a road trip driving through a countryside that is brown and dead looking. Suddenly, I spot a bush that has a few flowers and then one with even more and one fully flowered--perhaps a shadbush. I want to stop and take pictures of the flowers, and there are humming birds in them, lots. A Jewish man with a yamakah and three sons, also wearing Yamakahs (triplets) are with us. Everyone is jamming in around the shadbush to try and get pictures of the hummingbirds (who do not seem to be afraid of us at all and are flittering close to our faces and cameras) when the boys discover a robin's nest with four nearly fledged baby robins. They are holding them, very carefully, but after a while I am nervous and want them to put them back in the nest. I want the babies to be safe and the mother to return to them. At one point, I want to photograph the three boys, each holding a baby robin and sitting close tilting toward each other in a very attractive way (more by accident than design). There is one small grey-brown unhatched egg. I notice it is not blue and wonder if it is rotten or if the egg of a parasitic nester (eg: brown-headed cowbird).

I think this is a wishful thinking dream, as it is very cold and wintry here. I am eagerly awaiting warmth and flowers, birds, etc. I love taking pictures but don't like elbowing my way between other photographers to do so. I am sometimes torn between taking pictures and protecting flowers or birds. The egg could be "rotten" because spring is not about to hatch here any time soon! I am also the three boys wanting to hold the baby robins, wanting to be very careful with them. I hope there is not some rotten egg in my life about to hatch into something dreadful--like death, disease, loss etc. The hummingbirds are a symbol of life and energy and JOY! (I could use a little joy, I've been kind of depressed for quite some time.)

This was a very realistic dream and I suppose it could happen. But I do not know a Jewish man with three identical triplet boys and can't imagine why I'd be driving through the countryside with them.


Unprepared for and Bad Memory of Richard and Mimi Farina

A Bar hired me to sing Richard and Mimi Farina songs, but I was unable to properly prepare and have forgotten many of the words and even the songs and song titles. I am botching it up badly, starting songs and unable to finish them, substituting songs by other artists like Peter Paul and Mary. At some point the bar is entirely empty and I am singing on alone becase I am getting paid to do so but feeling like a complete loser.

This is probably a stress/worry dream.
  • I worry a lot about being unprepared when I have to do a presentation--in my job, for years, this was a daily concern, but it goes back even farther, to school and homework etc. And I have two classes and all my manuscripts to prepare.
  • I worry a lot about my failing memory.
on the other hand, Richard and Mimi Farina were a LONG LONG time ago, and to expect myself to remember them well without having prepared is absurd.


I am very unlikely to ever be hired to sing at a bar--I'm not that good a singer. And if I were, it seems unlikely that I would be expected to continue singing to a totally empty bar! I say this because one of the things it's good to ask about a dream is this: could this happen? Meaning, could it be a premonition? It could happen, but it is pretty unlikely.

Friday, January 16, 2009

I'm in a rage but--deep breath---ha ha ha ha!

Grrrr! I wish I had had a camera. PB called at 1:30 and said he needed his choir clothes. HELLO? I'd driven him to school because he said he needed his choir clothes and he took the Louis bag full of clothes--I could see the hangers.

Oops, wrong clothes.

"My CHOIR clothes," says, exasperated, as if I have all the details of his choir clothes memorized. I go upstairs, after telling him he's interrupting me.

"Name them," I say, grabbing the vest. The one with the sequins.

"The vest, the red one."

"Got it."

"The tuxedo vest."

Huh? We go through a bunch of shenanigans until I find the right thing.

"The white shirt."

"The tuxedo of course."

"Oh. Of course. (The one with the tails!) Got it. Anything else?" I name what I've got. I name it twice.

"No that's it." I shove everything in a large bag and drive over. Honk multiple times and he finally comes out from Jay's in his Stewie PAJAMAS! Hello? (and it's VERY COLD out!) I hand him the bag, he says "Thanks," I leave.

I'm in the driveway when I hear the phone ringing in the garage.

"You didn't bring my pants."

"You didn't mention pants!" At this point I lose it, and yell and holler and say bad words. It's the second time I've said bad words this week when someone else might have heard them--in this case, Jay's Mom if she was nearby.

Then I go up, look in his closet, and have no idea what pants he want. I grab the navy blue ones, drive back over to Jay's, honk again. He comes running out--God I wish I'd had my camera handy and was quick with it--he comes running out wearing a tuxedo with tails, a white pleated tuxedo shirt, a white tuxedo vest, and Stevie pajama bottoms flapping in the wind. LOL! What a sight to see!

I was laughing too hard to be angry at that point! But it took HALF hour two run back and forth including rummaging time. Which may not seem so bad but add it to the 45 minutes and that is an HOUR and 15 minutes of totally wasted time due to his carelessness and inability to listen to instructions. meanwhile, my lunch is burning!
Successes and Failures, Small for Success

I set three small goals for myself, at the beginning of the year:

  • To write a Geraldine poem,
  • to clean under the Christmas tree and then the table, and clean up old projects
  • and to start a diet.

and here's my report:

  • I wrote a Geraldine poem, which is good, but haven't worked on it or filed it properly (bad)
  • I cleaned under the tree, cleaned the junk off the table, washed the table cloth. I cleaned up SOME of my old projects, but there are so MANY! AK!
  • I started a diet and lost some weight, but last night, during a bad bout of insomnia, when I was up in the middle of the night, I ate multiple slices of white bread and some other junk and gained some weight! :-(

New Goals (small for success):

  1. Review the Geraldine poem I wrote, make any needed changes, FILE properly, read the Dawn assignments, and write one new poem, preferably a Geraldine poem. File that.
  2. Call Muna Beai for a flu shot, blood test etc, and referrals
  3. Restart my diet starting today

mini goal set 2:

  • Begin removing items from the Christmas tree (Ask K to bring up boxes) Goal: to have Christmas tree down by Feb 2 (and not before).
  • Make some positive cleaning changes around tree. Continue to clean up old projects.
  • Do my assignments for painting class and my sketchbook exchange sketches

I am grateful that:

  • I've lost weight (not much, but some)
  • I did make a few positive cleaning changes
  • I have written several new poems including a Geraldine poem
  • I've had interesting dreams
  • I am able to take the painting class
  • I have a loving and tolerant husband
  • at least at the moment, we have what we need
  • there are trees and birds
  • it's sunny outside
  • that I took time to meditate today (I got some good ideas!, lol!)

I am trying not to chastise myself for being so slow at meeting my little goals and cleaning up. I always seem to be so BUSY!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

2 eggs and a scale

I had another dream last night--it could have been in response to the friend one, since I'd asked for clarification and it could also havebeen its own thing.

I dreamed that we were breaking camp and everyone had gone ahead andI was making a final check. I found two eggs and a scale, a small electronic digital balance scale (black).

Both eggs were brown, one was boiled and one was raw. They were slightly different in color and size. I took them with me because I thought the scale might belong to Graham. It turned out that the eggs and scale belonged to a friend of Keith's who was traveling with us
(friend).

When I woke up though, I felt that the dream was a message to stop trying to measure poetry against art. Each is its own thing and has its own place and I need to stop weighing them against each other.

Poetry is the cooked egg, in a sense, I've been studying it and it is more well-developed. Art is the raw egg, still in process. Poetry is ready to be eaten. Art still needs to be cooked.

Or maybe the message is to eat the cooked egg first--maybe I AM supposed to weigh them.

There was a friend in the dream--maybe it means that the friend who is angry and afraid and lashing out has many creative powers and energy that would be useful to me if I reintegrated her/him.

I don't know. I'm tired. But I found the dream powerful and full of symbolism. EGGS and SCALES are both very powerful symbols (like SNAKES are powerful!)

Persephone/Demeter are also meaningful for me--Virgo with her scales. Scales can mean justice, Balance (which I sorely need), decision-making.

And eggs. Ideas, growth, birth. Fertility, creative potential. Also fragility.

In the dream, I went on a long solo journey with the eggs and then when I found out they belonged to the friend, I KEPT them and did not return them. Felt a little odd about it, but put them into MY/our things.

I hereby ask for yet ANOTHER dream of clarification for THIS dream. Does it relate to the other or is it its own thing?

Tips for a better life

I will be referring to these in 2009 to get myself out of the doldrums....or when I need more energy...
my fave :  #12 "Try to make at least three people smile each day."   I want to make you smile!

This is a forward I got but I thought it had some good points for discussion.

hugs and love to you.
XOX  Mary

Tips for Better Life

1. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.
2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.
3. Sleep for 7 hours.
4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.
5. Play more games.
6. Read more books than you did the previous year.
7. Make time to practice meditation, yoga, and prayer. They provide us with daily fuel for our busy lives.
8. Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.
9. Dream more while you are awake.
10. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.
11. Drink plenty of water.
12. Try to make at least three people smile each day.
13. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.
14. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.
15. Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.
16. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.
17. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
18. Smile and laugh more.
19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.
20. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
21. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
22. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.
23. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about. Don't compare your partner with others.
24. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
25. Forgive everyone for everything.
26. What other people think of you is none of your business.
27. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
28. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.
29. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
30. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
31. The best is yet to come.
32. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
33. Do the right thing!
34. Call your family often.
35. Your inner most is always happy. So be happy.
36. Each day give something good to others.
37. Don't over do. Keep your limits.
38. Share this with someone you care about




--
I am certain of nothing but the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination- John Keats
Mary

Monday, January 12, 2009

Snakes in the Water

Snakes in the Water

A woman friend* (?) is visiting me. I seem to be living in Big Sur or someplace like that. We are on a cliff looking down at waves crashing on the beach. She speaks of swimming, but I say we can swim up here, and it's very peaceful. "We can swim to the right, we can swim to the left." There suddenly appears to be a deep clear warm lake at the top of the cliff. The water is comforting, warm, refreshing, pretty. After we swim a bit in peace and comfort, we encounter snakes. They are swimming in the water around us, and my friend is frightened of them. I ignore them and swim right through them, and they ignore me. But my friend yells angrily at them and splashes water to scare them off. Instead of fleeing, they rear up in the water hissing, showing their fangs, and then come at us in attack mode, opening their mouths to bite. I am offended that they are attacking me when it wasn't me who attacked them. I am also put off and a bit frightened by the now angry snakes. And I am upset with my friend for provoking them.

*In the dream, I know her, but when I wake, I can't remember or figure out who she is.

I had this dream several days ago and it has been haunting me.

I often think of water as the subconscious.

The green snakes (they were all green and in a wide variety of sizes) seemed peaceful and harmless at first. They floated in the water like lily pads. Relaxed. But when riled, they went into attack mode.

Snakes can be sexual and represent male genitalia, but also represent female power. The Goddess. They can represent nature and the power of nature.

The snake can be a symbol of transformation. Snakes are often seen as symbols of life, death and rebirth. In North American native tribes, the shedding of the snake's skin is associated with life and a new beginning.

If all the parts of the dream are viewed as part of myself, one could look at the dream as two different ways of dealing with life. If I approach life and change in a relaxed and calm way, I move through it without difficulty, but if I get frightened or angry, yell, splash around, than life becomes a problem and attacks me. I've seen this over and over!

I also wonder if the dream could have been caused by a confrontation with the security guard at Elmwood Cemetery. I can't remember if it happened before or after that. The guard was upset and K was exacerbating his upset instead of soothing it.

In any case, ONE message of the dream is to relax and go with the flow, so to speak, be soothing rather than angry and reactive. Unfortunately, when riled, I tend to attack, just like the snakes. That's the wrong approach. I learned it again today when calling the bank about an issue. Calmness works better. BUT, how do I get a grip on myself when upset?

I hereby ask for a clarifying dream.

Could this happen in waking life? Yes but it is unlikely.

Note: I am not normally afraid of snakes in waking life. But I often am in dreams. But not always.

OK, I have worked ALL MORNING and part of the afternoon Tuesday on a poem about this, 6 drafts so far.

Thin as Our Fingers
(Turning Flowers to Garbage)

A lake appears along the trail, above the cliffs
and pounding surf beneath. Bounded by cliff-side rocks,
it stretches nearly as far as we can see. Huge,
like the ocean below, but calmer. More welcoming
than the crashing waves of the sea. The trail
enters the lake and continues out of sight under the water,
as yellow as the yellow brick road in the Land of Oz.
I plunge in, eager, excited. Warm as air, the water
caresses me. Soft. Buoyant, delightful. I exhale, sink into it,
and rise again. “We can swim to the left, we can swim
to the right!” I tell you. And demonstrate. A smile
blossoms on my face and fills me with light
like the first sunny day of spring. You hesitate, then follow,
slowly. Wade, then swim. Then smile, too. We drift together,
above the yellow path under the water. You laugh,
bob, sway, almost seem to dance, until you see
the snakes. Green snakes, hundreds of them.
Some are as thin as our fingers, some as thick and long
as our arms and legs. The snakes float on the water like lily pads,
hold only their nostrils above water, heads suspended, tails dangling
like the long stems of water lilies. I swim and glide among them,
easy, relaxed, smiling. No clouds crowd the horizon; the sky
wears the clearest, deepest blue robes imaginable. Reflects
the endless blue water. But you stiffen. Hang back.
“Look,” I say, “they are harmless.” Snakes surround me,
and pay me no mind. Still frightened, you refuse
to swim forward. Suddenly, you yell and splash at the snakes.
In an instant, they all rear up, draw scaly lips back
to expose their fangs and hiss. They charge us both.




Mary Stebbins Taitt
For BB and jo(e)
090113-1229-1eb

I wonder if I should attempt a version of this poem that not only tells the dream but also explores feelings and possibilities about it. That feels challenging and frightening to me. Making a good and successful POEM out of all that. And right now I am totally overwhelmed, but maybe I can try it later.

I was up really late working on this last night and have done nothing else including EAT (no food yet today, BAD for me!) exercise chores etc. This has really consumed me but I MUST do other things!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

I'm struggling



alone

weather splattered hopes
blot an otherwise bleak landscape
streaks of anger
pale against a sky that refuses color
hint at a stubbornness that quickly darkens
leaving no shadows

clinging to cold rock
numbing roots
bent until my spine aches
branches raw, bark frayed by a
judgmental gale
humiliating blows hit full force

no shelter and no where else to turn
bare twigs reach for the
anger the sky rejects
hoping to ignite a spark of defiance that
warms numb roots
self destruct in a blaze of glory

instead, a gray night rolls in
dense Demerol darkness
anesthetizes the hopelessness
obscuring vision
I bow to blackness, but
pray for a miracle

Sorry I've been so bad about commenting lately. I've been very depressed and angry. I'm mad at my family again. It makes me sick every time I get mad at them. It's hard to function. I wish I wouldn't let them get to me like this. To make matters worse, I'm struggling with a government funded medical program and getting nowhere. I sat on the phone for an hour [using up my minutes] on hold to get my lab results, because they've failed to call me. They disconnected me at closing time. Aaaeeee!!! It's hard enough having to rely on handouts after working all my life, but to have to deal with all this other shit when I don't feel well... I don't have the energy to scream.

My sister thinks I just need to get a second job, like I did before I got sick, instead of sitting around feeling sorry for myself. She started on this kick when I told her I would not take care of my bipolar brother who is refusing to take his meds. I told her that I can't even take care of myself anymore much less him. I've been taking care of him and my mother for 20 years now. I'm done now. That's what this next poem is about. I put it on my other blog, hoping she'd read it.

The Caretaker

What use are you to us
When you make yourself sick
Wallowing in self pity
Won’t listen to our advice?

Because we’ve spent our money,
You have no excuse
You owe us an explanation
Nothing’s free

You are not living up to our expectations
We have given you what we deemed necessary
You have been judged to be in arrears

Now you need to return to
Your previous role!

This last poem I thought about calling "The Rantings of a Spoiled Brat", because that's what I feel like I am/doing. Sorry to be so negative today. I know I should be putting things in God's hands, but I feel so trapped, so alone, so humiliated, and so angry that I don't want to wait on him. I just want to get out of this place!

I Can Choose Not To Listen

“Thank you Jesus, for healing me”
He cries out
Wanting more pain meds
Refuses to take his psychotic meds
Doesn’t care how the hospital bill gets paid

“Just be strong and take care of things”
Clueless fatherly advice
Running thousands of miles away, so
He won’t see the mess he’s left
Thinks he can buy respect

Two generations of
Self righteous rhetoric
Spat out
Condescending benevolence for
Their own benefit

At my expense

Monday, January 5, 2009

Small and smart for Success

OK, I've boiled my goals down to these:

  1. Lose weight and improve my health
  2. Clean my house
  3. Finish the Geraldine Ms and send it out

There are other goals, but I am starting with these.  They are overwhelmingly big, though, so I am starting by:

  • making small changes in my diet every day until I begin losing weight and then stick with it
  • start with the livingroom and diningroom table, clean under the tree, clean up old projects, wash the table cloths
  • Work on the new Geraldine poem and post it and then do another.

When I complete these, I will add more.  I hope it leads to success.  :-)

Happy New Year!

What's Important?

In order to prioritize and make choices, one needs to determine what's important in life.  I've had this discussion before with myself, and one might imagine that by the time I am 62 and a half years old, I'd have this down, but I don't.  I feel a little fuzzy and confused.  SO here goes again, for January 2009:

I guess at least to start out with, I will do these as bullets rather than trying to number them and put them in order.

  • #1 LIFELINE:  LIFE and as a subcategory of life, health and safety.  Our lives are almost always the most important priority.  Only rarely does something become more important than life itself.  And, in order to sustain life, we need good health and health services, a healthy diet, exercise, sleep, shelter, warmth, reasonable clothing, and so on.  AND SAFETY--fire safety, driving safety, travel safety, etc.  Even though I said I wasn't going to prioritize these, I am calling this PRIORITY ONE--LIFELINE.  Behaviors and activities that support LIFE and HEALTH (Good health supports a long health life.).  Everything related to life, health and safety of MYSELF and my family and secondarily, my pets, friends, and other people, all these are priority ONE and come first.  The individual parts of it need to be prioritized according to importance and urgency, but all are high priorities.  As a subcategory of health, mental, emotional and social health.  Because these things can effect one's well-being in serious (and sometimes fatal) ways, they belong in THIS category, but can sometimes be given slightly lower priority.  Work & finances falls into this category, because without work, there is no income, and without income there is no food, shelter, clothing etc.  That puts a lot of things though, in the number ONE category.  They still need to be further divided in some way so choices can be made.  There are also lifeline tasks for pets, plants etc, but these definitely fall into a lower priority than life itself.  Life is somewhat more important than health, because health if lost can usually (but not always) be regained.  Safety, however is a top priority, with excellent health maintenance right behind it.  One car accident can wipe out life or health in a single blow.
  • Social:  family, extended family, friends, other people.  Very important.  We cannot live (or live well) without social connections.  These need to be supported, encouraged,  sought after and sustained.
  • Creativity.
  • Education.
  • Recreation. Fun.
  • Spiritual
  • Community/World/Environment:  this is also a lifeline category, of sorts--if the environment is bad, then our health and lives are not sustained; if war comes here, then we may die in war.  And then there are the lives and well-being of others to be considered.
  • Personal Growth/Healing
  • Love and Romance
  • work, career:  for me, this is where my writing comes in and I want to make that a high priority!  Aiee.
  • health and fitness. (an important subcategory of life.)
  • chores and tasks.  Why do we do chores and tasks?  Because they are necessary to life and our priorities.  They are subcategories of other priorities.  They can be divided into life-related tasks, eg, shopping for food so we won't starve to death and other tasks, eg:  cleaning the house so we can live in a supportive and healthy environment, so it will be welcoming to our friends and family.

At some point, these things get muddled up because they overlap.  Some take up larger portions of time and energy because life, for example, mostly seems to sustain itself until it doesn't.  We don't think of it as a separate category.  And some of these were already mentioned under life.  I think I need to do this.  Why is it so HARD for me, so totally difficult.  Is it my ADHD?  Am I mentally deficient?  Am I an idiot?

Now that I have written this down, it seems sort of silly. 

But I need a way to think about my choices.  I don't know why this seems so difficult for me.  This doesn't really help me divide up my time and energy.  I feel as if I am floundering with this.  I feel overwhelmed by thinking about this for some reason today, and I am going to put it aside for now and walk to the store, accomplishing , I hope, the lifeline tasks of exercising, light dose, and shopping for food.

If you can articulate what's important, let me know!!

New Year cogitations

I want to get started again on my New year's resolutions and goals.

  1. lose weight
  2. clean my house
  3. finish the Geraldine Ms.

I don't want to spend too much time at this cogitation because it will throw my daily schedule off.  I want to stick to my early morning light dose and exercises and try to attack what needs most to be done early on.  But since one of the priorities of the new year is writing, I want to do quick morning pages to get me in the mood and to clear my mind for more important stuff.

Though it seems that starting right off revising poems or something might be a more productive use of my time.  It is sunny and bright out and I want to go out for my morning constitutional as soon as possible.  I have a hard time knowing which of the priorities I have should be first.  First things first, but which are the most firstest things?  Health?  Writing?  Healing?  Exercise, writing, light dose?  Cleaning?  Help!  I don't really KNOW how to prioritize and if I don't know that at 62 1/2, when will I?

I love seeing sunshine, we get so little of it at this time of year. Mostly it is cloudy.  Yesterday all day it was dismally dark, light twilight, and in the morning, freezing rain.

9:14  AM  If cleaning and chores etc were at all times to be more important than writing, writing would never occur.  Same with health issues.  There's needs to be a way to divide the time, a schedule.  Some sort of flexible schedule, because as soon as one is made, a problem occurs that conflicts with it.  I need:

  • time to write, time to send things out
  • time to eat
  • time to sleep
  • time to walk or run or bike or ski etc ("aerobics")
  • time to spend with Keith and Graham (family time)(and one to one romantic time)
  • social time, community time
  • time to clean
  • health time:  light dose, exercises, doctoring, tests, mammogram, etc
  • art
  • recreation
  • shower etc, basic personal maintenance (this takes longer than it used to!)
  • chores and tasks
  • spiritual time, spiritual practice, dream time

I have to go back and look at that pie diagram I made.  OK, I am out of time for now.  I will have to continue this later.  AK!  It is hard to think in bits.  But I must go.

What are you thinking about during the early part of 2009?

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Good News and Bad Regarding my Weight and gratitude for the Holidays and New Year

Good News and Bad Regarding my Weight

It's the new year and time to try again to lose weight. The good news is that I weight 24 pounds LESS than I weighed a year ago. Yeah, I know, I don't look a bit different and I still look fat, but I do weigh less and my clothes are a little looser and more comfortable. The further good news is that I only gained about 8 pounds over the holidays from Thanksgiving through New Year's, which will be easier to lose again, I hope, than the 25 or so I gained last year over the holidays. The bad news is that I am about 20 pounds heavier than I was at my lowest during the summer, and I am sick with all the usual problems I get when I travel. I have a sore throat, probably from eating dairy products inadvertently. I have pain in my feet and joints etc., the usual, somewhat exacerbated by bad food. The good news is that it is not as bad as it often is after I travel. Worse than normal, but less worse. I attempted to be extremely careful.

I am starting a diet, gradually at first, but then escalating, I hope. I can never predict the course of these things, but I intend to keep trying. Health first, weight loss second. Exercise.

I will report back. I hope. Sometimes, I get so busy I just cannot keep track of things or blog.

HAPPY NEW YEAR to You! :-D May 2009 be the best year yet for you personally and for the country and world.

I am grateful that:

  1. I got to see my children (YAY!) and some of my friends over the holidays!
  2. I weigh less than I did a year ago.
  3. Our traveling both to and from NY was safe and relatively uneventful.
  4. I did not gain as much as I sometimes do over the holidays.
  5. I did not get as sick as I sometimes do over the holidays.
  6. I am home. (Even though I enjoyed seeing everyone--my kids and friends! YAY!)
  7. I had bird food for the birds and squirrels.
  8. My African violets and houseplants survived without me and are still alive.
  9. I have another opportunity to get back on track with my health and weight.
  10. There is beauty to enjoy while traveling.
  11. My husband loves me and tries to please me and make me happy.
  12. I wrote two drafts of a new poem to bring in the new year.
  13. I got nice gifts for Christmas from hubby and children etc.
  14. I enjoyed lots of good food over the holidays and last night.
  15. There is another new year to grow and heal and see beauty and be creative in.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!