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Words on Wednesday … An Unexpected Boost

30 Dec

This is when they all come out … The Top 10 Best Things to do on New Year’s Eve, The Top 10 Movies, The Top 10 TV Shows, The Top 10 Songs, The Top 10 Stories, Top 10 Exercises for Six-Pack Abs, The Top 10 Restaurants Top 10 Remedies to Get You Out of Your Rut … Top 10 Reasons Not to Care About Someone Else’s Top 10 Lists.

I imagine there were a lot of those lists piling up on people’s table tops or crowding people’s browsers this year. But these lists are not my jam. I tried one once but when it said that mayonnaise was an ingredient for chocolate cake I damn near lost it. In fact I did. Who. Does. That?!

Mayonnaise and chocolate.

Disgusting.

Made me re-examine the whole concept behind lists.

I mean they’re good for making you aware of events that you might have missed, but unless it’s written by someone you know, I wouldn’t put much weight on it, stick to your own opinion and balance it out with your own likes and intentions.

Like getting rid of bad moods or vibes. Don’t need a Top 10 for that one. Just tune into your being and see what works for you. Sometimes that same go-to solutions may not work and you just have to try something else. Feeling the funkiness fatigue of the grind hit mid-morning and it just ignited a burned-out-foul mood. I mean I was hot!

Even went out to a park, the one with the huge field and lots of space where we could be away from anybody if anybody were there, but that didn’t work. Walking among the trees and nature, feeling the sun, that wasn’t working it’s magic today. Perhaps the people taking a million selfies on the giant rock annoyed me too much. Couldn’t shake it loose.

Needed a boost from somewhere else…

I found it in an unexpected place.

I was supposed to help a friend of mine make some phone calls before the New Year. Big deadline tomorrow. I agreed to it last week and seeing how I still had that stank of a mood on me, I wanted to say I couldn’t make it today. But I was just giving my kids a lecture in the morning about keeping your word, and if you say you’re gonna do something, then show up and do it. Actions matter. Words matter. So I couldn’t really be a chump, a hypocrite.

So I fired up the computer, logged onto my email, and turned on my phone.

Got into the groove of the phone calls.

Some people were nice, others hung up, some didn’t answer. But nevertheless I was doing something for someone else. I was helping because I believed in them and what they were doing. By the end of the calls the funky foul mood feeling disappeared. And it wasn’t like I was building houses for people, or working in a soup kitchen, it was phone calls. Helping to make phone calls. Simplest of gestures, but it mattered.

Helping someone else get closer to their goals, their dreams … that made me feeeeeeeeeeeeeeel better. And that’s something I wasn’t looking for when I began. I wasn’t in it for me. My thoughts focused solely on helping out before the deadline. Adding my voice to ease the workload. But in addition to helping them, I also helped myself

The boost to get me through my funk sometimes doesn’t show up in a podcast, a book, a story, a show, movie, song, or workout routine. Sometimes the boosts comes from helping someone who needs a hand. I was glad to have turned the corner. And then when I walked out for some scooter time with the kids in the driveway the sky smiled down on me and the day ended with another a boost. I like closing it down on a good note.

🙂 even when there are storm clouds, the sky manages to bring its Crayolas and make you smile

Glad to have gotten two boosts in one day … both before the New Year.

Buen Camino my friends!

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Hibernation and Boosts

1 Apr

You know, when bears awake from hibernation it takes them a minute to get situated. I mean they just don’t jump out of their cave and be like Yogi where are you at?! They have a sleepwalking period where they kind of ease out of it.

And this is where I’ve been … hibernating writer hiatus. I hadn’t planned it of course, I hadn’t planned any of them. Certain life events hit you harder than others and it takes you a minute to rebound from certain setbacks or bouts of depression. Just they way it is sometimes.

But life keeps moving even if you’re standing still.

After catching my breath, and as I was revving up to make my comeback, this unexpected series of unfortunate life events of blockbuster proportions landed on us all and we found ourselves in different roles with added workloads and no MacGyver-like gadgets to help save the day.

And I was okay. I mean I had concerns, just like everyone else. But because of the rough patch, a different perspective provides the specs for me on this. The Resilience. I was able to find that special place when community connection seemed to have been put on pause.

There’s comfort in knowing that many selfless people like doctors, nurses, janitors, educators, farm workers, grocery clerks and other community members stepped up to bat for a lot of people. Humanity found in the little crevasses of the cities brings hope to a profoundly troubled time, like when you hear of the college student down the street buying groceries for the elderly lady in the pink apartment building, or the teachers in a small caravan of cars driving through the neighborhood to say hello to their students, whom they hadn’t seen in a couple weeks, or to the multiple chalk artists taking to sidewalks across town trying to brighten someone’s day, or the Italian restaurant owner 15 minutes away giving away free spaghetti and meatballs with breadsticks because he felt the need of his community when there wasn’t much left at the markets.

It’s the small things that can create cataclysmic shifts. And so I find that practicing gratitude creates the little boosts needed for the big take-off.

Boosts.

That’s where I found myself. Returning to my Word of the Year and finding that I had picked the one that was right for the moment … Boost!

Everyone could use one, especially now. A physiological, psychological, spiritual, and intellectual uplifting And you can always get that from the good spirit of people, the grace they show for others, as well as for themselves, and these you can find in the tiny cracks and crevasses of communities. The feel-good stories that don’t always make the front page, but should definitely highlighted.

So keep your eyes open and when you find the feel-goods share them. Their impact could be what someone needs to come out of hibernation.

Buen Camino my friends!