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Daily Archives: January 17, 2012

Fruits of Disconnection

I don’t know about you but sometimes I just need to disconnect. To unplug. To step away.  Emails, texts, phone calls, voice mails, faxes, Mail, deliveries, neighbors and friends; you name it, sometimes it’s just too much.

As connected as we are (you’re reading my words via the internet and an electronic device, right?)  there are days when I just pull the plug.  Sometimes, as much as I enjoy taking it all in, I take in too much, and others’ problems and energies overwhelm mine.

I’ve cultivated a few strategies and these include:

  • Take a trip  … to nowhere-ville.  Shut the door, close the blinds, turn off the

    Frankie hangs out in nowhere-ville, too

    TV, radio, stereo and phones.  I cozy up in my favorite spot, burrow under a soft throw, and stay still.  I don’t speak, I don’t watch, I don’t engage.  I just enjoy my little slice of nowhere.  It takes practice because I’m a multi-tasker and always have a to-do list rolling through my head, but practice brings ability.

  • Hide.  This one I save for company trips; after a day of meetings and ideas and business dinners, when others head for the bar, I head for my room.  I bolt the door, draw a bath, pull back the sheets and luxuriate in all that space …just for me.  I enjoy my book and a snack brought from home. I slip my tired, clean self into the middle of that big ole bed and dream the dreams of the rested.  I get up refreshed and ready for the next day’s meetings or travel.  And I smile tenderly into the bleary eyes of the over-served.
  • Assess relationship ROI(return on investment).  Sometimes you’ve got to divest yourself of relationships that wear you out or just don’t return the investment you’ve made.  You might need a hand scraper and you might need

    so effective, so satisfying

    some Lysol, because my experience has taught me the toxic ones will try and to pull you with them when they leave.  You might encounter tempers and hurtful words but you can do it; you must do it, for your own well-being.

  • Be careful who you fill your friendship cupboard with.  When you’ve made room in there, take a little time to think about who has the right to occupy it.  You might be tempted to reach out and fill the void right away.  Don’t. Be choosier this time.  Pay attention to signals you might have missed in the past.  The friend who seemed just a little too eagerto be mine. The super competitive/ultra ambitious friend who’s made me

    No need to fill your friendship cupboard right away; image andorra.ok.uk

    think “what ever do they see in me?” The friend who only called when they needed something but have never asked if I do.  Pay attention. Pay attention. Pay attention.

  • Reflect – and say out loud – what’s good in your life?  What’s working? What makes your heart sing?  What makes you smile?  For me, it’s the little things and here’s just an example: I am quite sure I look a bit crazy driving down the beltway smiling and singing but having a great sound system with good music thumping makes me happy to be driving.  Every time.

Every time I make a point to stop – to step away, get still and clear the clutter –  I discover just what I’m thankful for. And always, I find there’s more than I realized.

Do you make it a point to disconnect?  And what do you find when you do?

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