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There isn't a human on the planet who doesn't have pain. Emotional. Mental. Physical. How it manifests varies from person to person. This month, my body has many aches and pains. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out much of the pain is a direct result of how I react to life, and all that it throws me.
So, when I finally headed back to the gym this morning, Jen and I just sat and talked. Apparently, I needed to work out my head as much as my body. Jen and I "get" each other - it's an awesome connection and one I never take for granted.
My pains are actually years in the making and I fully expect the relief will take a while to fully kick in.
My head, my heart, my body, my food choices, my life choices - they are all connected and many times it is pretty and sometimes...well...it hurts. Who doesn't have "stuff?"
A lot of my stuff was living in my head, not paying rent, subconsciously making decisions based on life experiences that are decades old. I am programmed from a young age for a lot of how I react at this much older age. I am emotionally vulnerable from events that shaped me from way back when to recently. There isn't just one rule book on how we "should" live - otherwise there wouldn't be a giant section of self-help books in the bookstore. I am a work in progress, and the speed bumps along the way help me slow down and pay attention to what I need to pay attention to.
My FB post today says, "Don't make a resolution. Make yourself." I really do work on this every single day.
I spent the past three days ODing on the television program, Scandal. My sister told me I HAD to watch it. She assured me I would love it. She didn't lie. The main character is a woman named Olivia Pope. She's a fixer. It's her title. She cleans up messes. Her own life is an emotional disaster. I was all in from the pilot episode up until the last episode I needed to watch to "catch up."
I love this song. It's on many a playlist. It comes on in my car quite often. I decided to really listen to the lyrics recently. After talking about this song, a friend once asked me if I thought they needed to be "fixed." I hope my response was no. Over time, I have decided we could probably all use a little fixing. And over time, I have determined no one can "fix you" except you.
Here's to all the work we do to fix our perfectly imperfect selves - day after day after day. We are powerful beyond measure indeed.
So, when I finally headed back to the gym this morning, Jen and I just sat and talked. Apparently, I needed to work out my head as much as my body. Jen and I "get" each other - it's an awesome connection and one I never take for granted.
My pains are actually years in the making and I fully expect the relief will take a while to fully kick in.
My head, my heart, my body, my food choices, my life choices - they are all connected and many times it is pretty and sometimes...well...it hurts. Who doesn't have "stuff?"
A lot of my stuff was living in my head, not paying rent, subconsciously making decisions based on life experiences that are decades old. I am programmed from a young age for a lot of how I react at this much older age. I am emotionally vulnerable from events that shaped me from way back when to recently. There isn't just one rule book on how we "should" live - otherwise there wouldn't be a giant section of self-help books in the bookstore. I am a work in progress, and the speed bumps along the way help me slow down and pay attention to what I need to pay attention to.
My FB post today says, "Don't make a resolution. Make yourself." I really do work on this every single day.
I spent the past three days ODing on the television program, Scandal. My sister told me I HAD to watch it. She assured me I would love it. She didn't lie. The main character is a woman named Olivia Pope. She's a fixer. It's her title. She cleans up messes. Her own life is an emotional disaster. I was all in from the pilot episode up until the last episode I needed to watch to "catch up."
I love this song. It's on many a playlist. It comes on in my car quite often. I decided to really listen to the lyrics recently. After talking about this song, a friend once asked me if I thought they needed to be "fixed." I hope my response was no. Over time, I have decided we could probably all use a little fixing. And over time, I have determined no one can "fix you" except you.
Here's to all the work we do to fix our perfectly imperfect selves - day after day after day. We are powerful beyond measure indeed.
