- Spa days;
- Going to church;
- Talking to a social worker;
- Attending physiotherapy;
- Booking an RMT;
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
So this past weekend was a rough one for me. I had to take some moments; I had to check myself; and then I really thought about some words a good friend shared.
“Take some time for some self-care”.
I saw that it really does in fact run over everything. It is always in demand. I have written about it before and I will do so again, I need to keep it forefront on my mind because life can be challenging and tough and even cruel.
I see the importance; the need to slow down, take time, relax, recharge and rejuvenate. I reflect and I understand. There is a lot more to it than simply indulging in ice cream, though treating yourself in that manner, and other ways like it, is also where it can start.
Going to see the latest ‘Star Wars’ film on my own on a Sunday after the hype has died down a bit, it definitely gives me some of what I need. I’m not a huge fan of crowds and I’ve always enjoyed my own time, doing something I like and watching a movie. Taking a break and living in my own head for a bit.
Taking mental well-being days from work is occasionally required and I should not feel embarrassed or in any way bad about needing that time. Breaks should be taken and it needs to be understood that pushing myself isn’t always healthy… for any of us. Both mentally and physically I should always be trying to take care, reminding myself habitually, because it is often too easy to forget.
Taking care is crucial for us to function, to survive, to do and accomplish things we rely on for both ourselves and for others.
These things and more. Use the tools that make it work. Take the time to look back, feel and understand. If I rush through, not only will I possibly end up making mistakes, I most likely will only end up hurting myself. And it does catch up. I need to check myself physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Take the time to cry and to grieve. We are all us no matter what hat we wear in life, at work or at home. I don’t want to miss or forget anything or anyone important along the way.
Breathe; and take a little time for self-satisfaction, love and care.
What good is any of it if I am not well enough to enjoy it?
So take those moments, I was reminded to take mine.
Monday, December 31, 2018
So what is the big deal? December 31st of one year changes to January 1st for the following. It has happened before, since the dawn of time really. The crowds and the exhaustion. The chaos and anxious moments. Is it worth it?
The days past when I spent countless time searching for parking only to end up squished into a New Year’s party swaying back and forth, not because I wanted to sway but because the surrounding forces were at work. Not to mention the $$$ spent on a day that came and went just like that.
Why is it so significant to celebrate with family, friends, strangers even? The big to-do parties; the promises and resolutions that tend, for the most part, to end up broken.
I just want to close my eyes and forget the entire thing… this ritual of celebrating New Year’s Eve. Bringing in what is going to come regardless of a big ball being dropped.
But then that quiet moment occurs and I see.
Life, every year, from January 1st to December 31st, is full of chaos. Exhaustion, anxiety, shattered dreams and promises that do not happen; sadly, it is true. Time races by so fast that not only are strangers ignored, but at times friends, and even family. Sometimes even ourselves.
Things are unpredictable at best.
But it happens every year.
I believe in self-care. I believe we all need to sometimes stop and to take a step back when necessary. I know it is true, I have done it myself when needing to re-adjust. But often I forget or only do it half assed at best.
All of us need to remember, reflect, and see what really matters. Love; hope; laughter. We tend to cruise by these things in the fast pace of life. So maybe the calendar change is simply a reminder, a time for us to slow down.
Broken resolutions or not, big time party time or not, maybe it’s what is needed, to hit a stop sign and take a moment. To chill and maybe even rewind a bit. A capsule of time that seemingly forces us to pace ourselves enough to pay attention to our surroundings and start listening to the beat our drum is really playing.
What has been achieved? What, or who, has been loved or lost? What memories should be carried and held onto? Family, friends, partners and neighbours. Good times and bad. Moments, big and small. Dreams of what could be. Hugs, and smiles and little things in between.
Hold onto the memories of not only this year, but others that have passed; and continue moving forward. Doing it the best way possible and being authentic to who we are. Knowing we are responsible for our own happiness. Finding meaning in what we see fit. Seeing the dream, allowing ourselves to feel the hope, however that may play out. And altering our course or journey when needed.
These are the thoughts that help me hold my head up.
Yeah. I guess then it is worth it.
Thursday, September 20, 2018
I’m not too fond of bragging or people who make talking about themselves and their achievements a habit, but sometimes I think (if kept in check) tooting one’s own horn is perfectly fine. I mean, maybe we can’t accomplish everything we set our minds to, (otherwise I would be able to fly like Superman by now) but we are capable of quite a lot. And in this fast paced crazy world that can be very demanding, how often do people have the time to properly pat you on the back. There’s nothing wrong with a little self-love and talking proud about personal successes.
So I am not meaning to brag here, and I sincerely hope that is not what you take from this, but it is what it is. For so many years I did not understand, and as I felt a need to not only give back but also accomplish, I felt it was not something to talk about.
I worked hard at trying to understand.
I worked hard at achieving the things I have.
And I am proud about what I do to contribute.
It hasn’t been easy, but I have managed to get my head up and move forward.
Diplomas, certificates, careers, accolades, presentations. I’ve done a lot, seen a lot and accomplished a lot. It is through my volunteering, and life in general really, that I have crossed paths with many different and unique individuals, and it is for this reason that I say what I do. Because we all deserve to talk the talk and walk the walk every once and a while; and it is very easy to become overwhelmed and forget.
We have all accomplished things, and when it is of the right mind, we deserve to step out of the shadows and feel a little glory. To be proud. To toot the horn. And so many who should see, do not. So many who should be and feel confidant, are not.
Daily routines can be difficult. Fear can be consuming. Things can get ugly, messy and sad. I know these things all too well. So when you have a chance, even if it is just for yourself, even if for just a moment or two, toot the horn. Close your eyes and stretch out those arms. Feel and smile at the accomplishments. Know that you can. Be your authentic self. Find those qualities, build the skills. Know that you are deserving.
Life can be hard, so reap the rewards when you can.