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National Gratitude Month Day 4

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Have I mentioned my four-legged friends yet. No? Good thing they can’t log onto the internet and read (that I know of), they’d be disappointed to know that I didn’t mention them on day one. So let me say, another thing I’m grateful for every day is these guys. They keep me on my toes and are full of unconditional love.

All three are rescues of one kind or another. Daisy (upper left) was rescued from a puppy mill in Midland, Texas and came to us at just three months old. I call her “sofa wolf” among other things. She’s half Labrador retriever and half German shepherd dog (we had her tested). The rescue we got her from has since disbanded. She’s sweet and very tolerant and has a white hot hatred for racoons.

Gracie (upper left) was a rescue from the Humane Society. She and her litter mate, a brother were randomly dropped off at the humane society. I waited for a cat like Gracie to show up for a long time, but that’s another long story with a not-so-happy ending. Gracie spent the first couple of weeks hiding behind the curtains in the living room. She still likes to hide out, but in true feline form, when she decides to grace us with her presence we’d better drop everything and give her the attention she so justly deserves or be subject to the audio-harassment that is most often referred to as “yowling”. We didn’t name her Gracie because she so rarely graces us with her presence but because when they were handing out cat-like grace, “Gracie” obviously didn’t get her fair share. She is a Birman mix and was estimated to be about a year old when we picked her up. Birman’s are known for their gentle manner and the way they trill. They are the sacred cat of Burma and are said to have been companions to the temple monks there. Later, it’s said, they were bred with a white Persian queen to produce a new breed called the “ragdoll”, known for the way they flop like a ragdoll when picked up. Gracie is super sweet and her trill is absolutely adorable.

Lastly we have Lilly (bottom). Lilly came to us from one of the most hard-working and caring rescues in my area, National Mill Dog Rescue. Lilly was three when we picked her up. Hubby always wanted a British Bulldog and last October he got his wish. However, having been a mill dog she had a lot of hurdles to overcome. She had to lose a decent amount of weight before she could be spayed. She was afraid of everything. Doors, stairs, unfamiliar sounds, men, the grass, the sky, the airplanes coming and going from the airport a few miles away, birds, and more. We’ve patiently taught her that she’s loved and safe here, and trained her. Daisy helped her learn how to be a dog. She’s come so very far in a year and we couldn’t be more pleased. She’s happy, healthy, and her bulldog nature definitely shines through now.

I love them all to pieces! Believe it or not, the dogs and the cat get along. Do you have pets? How do they make your life better?

The Return of the Bounty of Good (or even moderate) Health

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As some of you may recall (if you’re still interested) I ran into some issues and put my blog in hiatus for a few months while I took care of…well…me. Some health issues had landed me in the hospital and subsequent surgery was required to fix me up. All this caused havoc with my existing diabetic condition, which has landed me dependent on insulin at this point.

Yet all that having been said, I have to add, Oh my GOD do I feel so much better! Physically I think I may have just gone backwards ten years! I have some catching up to do as far as being in shape, but I guess that’s the subtle difference. I may not be in as good of shape as I’d like to be, but I’m healthier than I’ve been in some time and that gives me the energy and endurance to get in even better shape. This is a key that cost me dearly.

Continuing to push along as things get harder and harder and you get more and more tired is a sign that something more is going on. Physically or mentally, there’s nothing wrong with challenging yourself, but the challenge should energize you, not feel like it’s destroying you. There are times when “suck it up and drive on” just doesn’t apply. Who knew???

What’s more, when a major life event knocks you on your arse, I’ve found that it’s valuable to look into why that might be. I’m not talking about physical cause and effect, I’m talking about much deeper correlations. Spiritual correlations. Even now we are learning that when we get sick, it’s not just our body that is sick, something in our spirit, or our soul is out of balance or sick too. Could sickness be the higher self or Spirit trying to get our attention? Could it be trying to slow us down and make us take a look at where we might be in our lives as opposed to where we truly want to or should be? I believe, at the very least, that it offers an opportunity for some introspective stock-taking. Perhaps if I would have been paying better attention, life wouldn’t have had to konk me over the head to tell me that something was amiss.

Nevertheless I am so glad to be back and so happy to be writing again. Have you experienced an event that changed your life or made to stop and truly take stock in your life? Have you experienced a setback only to find that it was one of the best things that ever happened to you? Did you change your priorities because you were somehow forced to be still for a while? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

What Is Your Relationship to Silence? – Danielle LaPorte

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Photo by: Kim Olgren
Photo by: Kim Olgren

Danielle LaPorte asks her burning question of the week. What is your relationship to silence? I found this a very intriguing question. As I began to ponder the question I wondered how many uber-busy people out there would even get the question. In a time of e-mail, Facebook, smart phones, electronic tablets, and huge TVs, I began to wonder how many people actually know what real silence is anymore. If I grabbed fifty of my Facebook friends and asked them if they meditated or spent any time in silence on a regular basis, what would I find? I suspect that very few would respond that they do.

For me silence is comforting. The world has become a noisy, dirty, mean, joyous, frenetic, volume on max, cacophony of speedy activity. I guess I’m kind of old fashioned or maybe it’s because I’ve found that my best writing comes to me out of silence. I own an android phone, I have a Facebook account, email, and entertainment system that includes a 47” flat screen TV, as big ‘ol stereo receiver and surround sound, but I spend the majority of my day – quiet. I’m sure that will change once I find a day gig to support me while I’m writing, but for now, I relish each quiet day. I don’t turn on the 47” TV during the day. In fact it is off until my husband gets home from work in the evening. Most days, I don’t even turn on my favorite companion, music. It’s fabulous, but then I’ve always been the kind of person who grabbed a bit of silence whenever I could. Don’t get me wrong though, I also do my fair share of making noise and running around like a madwoman.

Silence is refreshing. Silence is grounding. Silence is soothing. Silence is the place where the infinite, the holy, and I meet. Silence is the place where my angel wraps her wings around me and gives me strength. In silence my spirit rests. In silence I find the beauty of my own spirit. Silence makes no demands and yet its incredible power changes lives.

I appreciate the quiet moments in my life. Not long ago, my son and I sat in the living room, each on our respective computer. Me working on a story and he working on some video editing, I believe. We sat silently working for some time and I deeply appreciated the fact that this person who had been raised with all the modern day distractions our electronic era has to offer, could still sit comfortably in silence with another. He is a mere twenty-one years old and is already wiser in the ways of silence than many other adults I know.

Obviously I think silence is a good thing. I think everyone should get a little bit of it every day. Not necessarily in the form of intentional meditation, but if nothing else, to unplug for a while. In taking a moment to hear yourself, you connect to the divine or higher self. Silence allows us to give our brains a rest from the myriad of stimuli that are thrown at it every other second of the day. I know a few people, myself included, who tend to go outside, take a walk or find a quiet place to sit when a particularly difficult or complicated issue comes up at work. Many times that few moments of silence is all that is needed for the answer to a problem to show itself. Silence is valuable.

Now that I’ve told you mine, what is your relationship to silence? Is it a good thing, or do you have better things to do with your time? Does silence make things you don’t want to think about crop up for you, or is it a comfort?

Sorry May Not Be The Hardest Word…

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According to Sir Elton John, Sorry seems to be the hardest word. Although sorry is a heavy, heavy, word there may be an even harder word to deal with…forgive. Forgive can be an extremely difficult concept, especially when it comes to people, ourselves included. According to Merriam-Webster.com, this kind of forgiveness is defined as “to cease to feel resentment against.” Seems simple enough in theory, but it can be oh so hard in practice. Many people seem to think that to forgive someone they have to accept whatever the transgression has been as okay. That’s not true. Forgiveness has nothing to do with the violator but naming him/her, and everything to do with the victim.

And still it is sometimes so difficult to forgive. Knowing that it will free you, knowing that it will make you lighter, knowing that it will release the burden…still it can be so daunting. So some people keep dragging that burden around keep letting it make little cuts in their psyche, keep letting it hold them back, from the right relationship, the right job, the right whatever. Think about it, is there someone that still burns your chaps when you think about him/her? I bet there is. Maybe it’s an ex maybe it’s a family member or a friend, maybe it’s a stranger. Recently, for me, it was some previous coworkers.

I was recently reminded of my neglect in forgiving them when they ended up sitting in my line of sight at a local event. The first thing that entered my head was “You gotta be kidding me! There goes my afternoon!” Then “Really, you’re going to give these slime balls that kind of power?” I’m so grateful for those times that I can actually hear my quiet voice of reason whispering to me. She was right. That, my friends, is the power of forgiveness – the power to completely dissolve any power that someone has over you because of some transgression or violation they have perpetrated against you. As long as you haven’t forgiven them, they live rent free in your head all the time, affecting your thoughts, your actions, and how you feel. Did I walk up to them and say “Hey, yeah, uh, I forgive you.” Nope. That’s the cool thing about forgiveness, participation of the heathen violator is not necessary. One more thing that proves that forgiveness is for your own well-being, not that of the meanie that hurt you.

“But I’m still really mad!” you say. That’s okay. This was one of those particularly difficult forgivings for me, but I did it. I did it right then and there. Here’s how I know that it worked. I’m still pissed about what these people did, but it no longer sits in my heart like a cold, lead cannonball, weighing me down. My heart feels open and light like it should. You don’t have to give up your feelings and surrender; you just have to let the darkness out. You can work through the rest afterwards, but oddly enough, you can’t work it out and move on until you’ve done the forgiving part.

Have you ever had a hard time forgiving someone? I’d love to hear how you overcame it or how you’re working through it.

Where Have All the Good Mannered People Gone?

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 Warning! The following is a rant and may be offensive to barbarians, heathens, savages, and other people your mother may have accused of being uncivilized and possibly used in comparison to others.

I’ve been wondering where common manners have gone. I feel like I’m some kind of old-fashioned relic just because I expect people to have manners. I’m not talking about middle-ages chivalry here or some strange guy throwing his brooks brothers down so I can walk over a puddle, just the everyday stuff, like holding the door for the next person or for someone who obviously needs it because they are handicapped or have their hands full. I’m talking about a simple please and thank you. I’m talking about asking instead of demanding, responding with a simple yes or no when you are asked to attend an event. I’m talking about dencent table manners and chewing with your mouth shut. Where have all the good mannered people gone?

Here’s a story from when my kids were younger, before I had a real cell phone and when many of my friends didn’t have one. My Daughter was about 12 and my son was about 9. We were on our way home from a school function. I was wearing a dress and heels and the kids were tired out. It was dark and the roads were a slushy mess from a recent snowstorm. We were barely a block away from the school when my tire went flat. Now let me just say that I am in no way some damsel in distress that doesn’t know how to change a tire. My dad made sure of that. Thanks dad! 🙂 However, I was in a dress and heels and had two young children in the car.

I pulled off onto a neighborhood side street, a cul de sac, I think it was. A few minutes later a few men came out of one of the houses to see what was up. I couldn’t believe that not a one of them lifted a finger or so much as offered to change the tire for me even when I had a little trouble with one of the lug nuts and told them I had the little ones in the car. Although one was kind enough to hold a flash light for me. After all, they were in jeans and boots and I was now squatting in the slush, ice melt, and muck ruining my dress and my heels. I certainly wasn’t going to ask since I was perfectly capable of changing the tire myself, but where were the manners?

On more than one occasion either my husband or I have invited someone over or out somewhere well in advance so that they had time to plan and RSVP only to have them hem-haw around and never hear a definitive from them and find them absent from wherever said invitation was to. Sometimes we’ll even try to make contact a day or two before to no avail. I ask you, where are the manners? A simple yes or no will do people.

When my kids got old enough to attend birthday and slumber parties at their friends’ houses I consistently received high praises from parents about how polite and thoughtful they were. Kids would come to my house and say “I want this” or “I want that” no please, no “may it”, just “I want”. Really? No wonder the other parents thought my kids were a joy to be around.

Don’t even get me started on the way kids dress in public with their saggy pants and wearing their pajamas and slippers in public. I wasn’t even allowed out of my room until I was fully dressed except on Christmas day when I got to wear the pj’s that were picked out by my mother and given as presents to my sister and I the night before.

Yes, I admit, I was raised to have impeccable manners and that is in no way a bad thing. It’s a very good thing. Should good manners be taught in school? No way! Teachers have enough on their plates. Parents should be teaching and showing their kids good manners.

Instead of eating in front of the TV or worse, leaving the kids at the table alone to eat – sit down with them (and don’t get up until they’re done). Show them there is a time and place for everything. Show them how to eat without waving their fork all over the place dropping food all over the floor and playing at the table. Help them learn how to use their utensils and not shovel food into their mouths with their hands before they enter school. Show them how to use their napkin. Don’t let them get away with not saying please and thank you. Be consistent. Show them how to behave in public and enforce consequences when they don’t (hint, the rest of us shouldn’t have to be subject to the temper tantrum of your toddler because he didn’t get a nap before you took him to the high-priced, two hour King Tut exhibit). Suck it up and exit, with your child, stage left. Show them why wearing clothes that are inappropriate in public is rude (hint, the rest of us don’t want to see your son’s underwear or his crack while walking around at the mall and we don’t think hello kitty pajamas are the cool thing to wear to the grocery store). Teach them to take off their hat at the table. Teach them how to look someone in the eye when they speak. Teach them to use words and phrases like please, thank you, excuse me, may I, and sorry.

Show them how far a little bit of manners will take them, because manners is also the beginnings of tact, negotiation skills, communication skills, empathy, and learning to appreciate others.

Here’s the thing, kids should be encouraged to grow and explore and to be anything they want to be, but not at the expense of others and not as ignorant savages. Kids should have parents that care enough to show them how the world truly operates and how to function properly in it. Despite the fact that we all want our kids to be free, there are simple social frameworks required within society to facilitate healthy and productive relationships. Good manners are an essential part of this training.

Anyone else care to add their two cents?

An Attitude of Gratitude

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"Dancing with the Goddess" Original Artwork by Kim Olgren

When you are grateful fear disappears and abundance appears. – Anthony Robbins

As defined by the Merriam-Webster dictionary gratitude is the state of being grateful: THANKFULNESS. Well that cleared things right up didn’t it? Like many seekers, I believe the effects of gratitude are so much more than what this simple definition provides. Gratitude sets in motion wondrous and varied reciprocal actions for the person who sent out that little bit of gratitude to begin with. It’s truly amazing what a little gratitude can do.

God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today. Have you used one to say ‘thank you? – William A. Ward

We don’t even have to wait until something happens to grateful for it. We can be thankful in advance for whatever it is we are envisioning for the future, in fact gratitude helps manifest the things we are working on bringing to life. Gratitude lightens the heart, helps to keep us grounded, and focuses our attention on the positive rather than allowing us to dwell on the negative. Life has its ups and downs, the trick is to find the things to be grateful for in the downs as well as the ups. If nothing else, we can be grateful for the lesson a down time has shown us.

Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough. – Oprah Winfrey

Gratitude is an essential requirement of healthy spirituality and a healthy mental state. Gratitude is an integral part of the life of every person who has had, is having, or will have a positive effect on humanity. Gratitude is one of the cornerstones of greatness. It doesn’t have to be the kind of change-the-face-of-humanity greatness of Mother Theresa. If you’ve managed to teach your children true, heartfelt gratitude or managed to touch someone’s heart with gratitude, you already possess greatness. You have an attitude of gratitude!

“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.” – Melody Beattie

Daily, mindful practice of gratitude changes our perspective on life and everything around us. If you keep a journal try incorporating five things you are grateful for every day. Another way to practice gratitude is to think of five things you’re thankful for before you go to sleep each night. Taking time to meditate on the concept of gratitude and the things you are thankful for is another way to bring more of it into your life. Make a point to say thank you…and mean it. Show genuine appreciation where it is due and show gratitude for the lessons you’ve learned.  It’s quite easy to find a myriad of ways to practice gratitude all through the day and it only makes each day, each life, better for you and those around you. How do you practice your attitude of gratitude?

For each new morning with its light, for rest and shelter of the night, for health and food, for love and friends, for everything Thy goodness sends. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Can’t You Just Sit Still For Five Minutes!

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Did anyone else’s mother ever utter these words, or was it just me? What a concept. Life seems to expect us to be busy, busy, busy all the time, but what about purposefully being still? What? You mean meditation? Who has time for that? Perhaps this is part of what’s wrong with the world today. Many of us are buzzing around at light speed noisy and constantly focusing our attention on things outside of ourselves, our jobs, other people, grocery shopping, how badly the dog needs a bath, the kids are due for vaccinations; you name it, never taking the time to check in with what is going on inside. I know. I used to be one of those people. If more people spent just a little time being introspective, the perspective of the whole world could change. No, I haven’t been into the punch. It’s true.

Being still (meditation) is hard. Being still is not about activity; it’s about noticing, listening, breathing. It’s not about control; it’s about letting it all go. It’s not about thinking; it’s about being. It’s definitely not boring, but you do have to get out of your own way. You literally only have to sit still for five minutes every day to make a profound impact on your life and the lives of those around you. I’m pretty sure most people can make time for five minutes, but five minutes is an awfully tiny amount of time to keep track of, or is it? Heck, back when I was a lot younger and worked at Pizza Hut you could get a personal pan pizza in five minutes. That was when I first learned that five minutes was a lot longer than I thought it was. I could get a lot accomplished in five minutes. I could wipe down the salad bar, check on a couple of tables, and drop off some dishes in the kitchen, all well within five minutes.

So how come it’s so danged hard to sit still for five minutes. Well, what happens when I try to sit still is all these thoughts come rushing at me from all directions. Shoot, I still have a load of laundry in the dryer to fold, did I send off that email to mom, my boss, a coworker, writing ideas, my nose is itchy, where did I leave my water bottle, what am I going to make for dinner, what do I want for lunch…all flying at me at once. Trying to send them away only makes it worse. So I don’t send them away. These thoughts are only rushing at me because I’ve become quiet enough to listen. Each time a thought goes by I acknowledge it and say “okay” and go back to my meditation.

Meditation requires 6 easy things:

  • A quiet and safe place to minimize distraction
  • A willing attitude and spirit
  • Breathing
  • Acknowledgement
  • Letting go
  • A little chunk of time

When I was first learning to meditate and was only doing it for five minutes (and believe me, five minutes is plenty to start off with, work up to where you’d like to be in five minute increments). The first four minutes or so went something like this: Okay, breathe. Intention: feel the love… Momdaughtersonlaundryhusbandshoppingguiltyaggrivateddiabetesyuckyfeelingwarmfeelingohthat’sbetter breathe…what a mess! This is why meditation requires daily practice if you want to get results. I got better at letting go of the thoughts that weren’t my intention focusing on my intended target and my breath in a relaxed way. I was training my mind that it was time to meditate and telling ego that it was time to step aside and that I was in charge, not it. Soon I was meditating for much longer periods and/or more than once per day.

Some of the benefits of meditation for this average human include:

  • Better focus on tasks because my mind is better organized
  • It got easier to identify what I wanted out of a given situation because I’d focused on it through meditation and could identify every detail in an articulate manner
  • It got easier to use my intuition because I am more connected to my higher self and/or higher power (this is not about religion)
  • Clearly defining goals and issues got easier because I’d given them the time and consideration that they deserved instead of pushing them onto the back burner
  • Communicating my intentions, feelings, actions, etc. got easier because I could approach decisions from a place of power and confidence rather than fear, such as a fear of saying the wrong thing or what would happen if I made the wrong decision
  • Helps me stay calm and focused under pressure or in emotional situations

There are lots of different meditation techniques and yes, there’s an app for that. Most people find it easiest just to start with concentrating on their breath, in and out, in and out and going on from there. Go on, try it. As a mother, I’m asking you, “Can you just sit still for five minutes?”

What are your experiences with meditation? Have you tried it? If not what do you think about it?

Quitting is Good!

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No pretty pictures, no filler, just the straight up truth. Quitting is good!

When I was 17 I had a boyfriend that I thought was super cool and…he smoked. All his friends smoked too. Then came the drinking then came the pot. I couldn’t figure out what the big draw was and I really didn’t want to go in the direction we were going in, so I broke off our nearly two-year relationship (two years is a long time in 80s teenager time). Shortly thereafter he fell off a car urban surfing also known as car surfing and entered a coma that he would never wake from and eventually died years later. He was 17 at the time of the accident. I went a little nuts, I wanted to know what was so damn cool that he would have rather died partying than keep his girl and tone it down. So I did my fair share of partying over the next year. This was when I started smoking. I was 18 years old. Traumatized.

Fast forward about 22 years later. Like many smokers, I’ve been thinking of quitting for a long time and had tried and failed at least once. I also remember the day when I’d finally had enough. I vividly remember frantically racing to the ladies room and out for a smoke during a five-minute meeting break and thinking to myself how absurd it was that this little inanimate bunch of leaves wrapped in paper was running my life. Everybody who seriously and successfully quits has some kind of epiphany, followed by a motivational concept that is deep and true for them. For me with smoking, it wasn’t the obvious health issues, the smelly invisible fog that followed me everywhere and permeated every fiber of my car and my home, the cost that was swiftly rising toward outrageous or even the death of a family member or friend. Nope. For me it was the fact that I was sick and tired of letting that little butthead run my life. I don’t take kindly to people, or in this case things, that try to control me. I was tired of planning my whole world around my next cigarette. If you smoke and you don’t think you do this, you’re in serious denial. Epiphany! Duh! I had never looked at cigarettes as something that “controlled” me. This became my motivation. So I set out on a research campaign, determined to make a plan to quit. Here’s what I came up with.

  1. Find out why you want to quit…really and truly. Your reason for quitting has to be strong enough for you that you can hold onto it like the Rock of Gibraltar and it will not fail you. I was sick of cigarettes ruling my life. Another motivation for me was that I’d never have to make cigarettes again as we had started making our own because of the rising prices.
  2.  Figure out what your triggers are. What makes you want to smoke? When are your cravings at their worst? My triggers were waking up, eating, talking on the phone, waiting, work breaks, bars, clubs and casinos, and driving.
  3.  Figure out how you’re going to combat your cravings and triggers. For me the answer was an electronic cigarette. The one I got looked more like a pen than a cigarette, I bought it that way on purpose to clearly mark in my mind with a visual that I was not smoking cigarettes anymore. The e-cig took care of both my cravings for nicotine and my triggers and I stepped down the nicotine in the cartridges until there was none. I also used meditation. Now I use the e-cig on rare occasions where I know I will trigger (like Vegas or a bar). Truth be told, I don’t crave cigarettes when I encounter a trigger, I crave my e-cig. I can live with that. Other people use something to keep their hands busy, some take up chewing gum or toothpicks, some try on a healthy habit like getting more exercise or eating more veggies. Still others invoke prayer and meditation. You have to find the mix that truly works for you.
  4.  Gather your tools and your allies. Your tools are going to be the things you’ve discovered to help you overcome cravings and triggers. Your allies are your trusted friends and coworkers with whom you are going to share your goal of quitting with so that you can be accountable for your actions. Plus, you get your own private cheering section! Woohoo! Sis-boom-bah!
  5. Set a date or Realistic Goal. I set my date for the day my e-cig arrived. Once it did I put down my partial pack of cigarettes and never looked back, but it’s okay to stumble too. If you give in to temptation, figure out why and where your plan was weak and keep trying. One time I was at a bar with some friends and had forgotten my e-cig (obviously where my fine little plan fell apart) I finally caved and bummed a cigarette from one of my friends. Yuck! Nasty! Yep, I smoked the whole thing. I don’t forget my e-cig anymore. Hey, maybe rather than setting a date to quit you sign up for a walk or run for charity that is a few months out. The point is to set a realistic, attainable goal. Which brings me to…
  6. Try, try again and stop making it so big in your head. Eventually, if you really want it, you will succeed. Take those baby steps and work your plan. Some people told me that I made it look so easy even though I smoked over a pack a day for over 20 years. Some said they admired my extreme determination and willpower. To this I say “bull$#!%”! It’s not like I trained for and won my first decathlon or successfully climbed Mt. Everest. All I “did” was let something go. Something that was going to make my life better by not being there. I didn’t really have to “do” anything beyond a little research and self-exploration.

Come to think of it, you can apply these simple steps to a lot of things you might need to let go of or “quit”. Say, drinking, a bad relationship, the past, that weight that has been creeping up on you for a couple of years now, to stop road raging, getting healthy, or that job that makes you want to crash your car on the way to work so you don’t have to go there, to name a few.

These days I find myself surprised at how grateful and free I feel when my hubby has to stop for a cigarette or can’t have one when he needs one, and I realize I have no need for it, nor do I feel it’s draw. Freedom feels good. Give the negative things in your life the boot and see what shines through the opening you’ve created.