Posts Tagged With: Martha Beck

Random Five Friday, again

Yep, it’s back. Random Five Friday.  Why? It’s random – it’s easy – it’s fun.  Here we go.

1. Portobello mushrooms.  Why haven’t I tried these before now? Oh, they’ve been around, but I’d poo-poohed them as new age/hippie-dippy food. Not so, my friends.  Sauteed with Bok Choy & other veggies + a splash of teriyaki sauce = a chewy, crunchy and tasty dinner. Yum.

... delish

… These are regular mushrooms; I got wise AFTER this dish was made

2.  Hair.  When I get up every day, one side of my hair looks like it went to a party, partied too hard, and fell into bed.  The other side looks like it stayed in, balanced the budget, and read books.  And … the sides take turns. I’d like to know what this is all about.

3. Daylight.  There’s more of it. We’ve turned the corner, peeps.  When I leave the office at night, it’s not as dark as it was.   Driving home in twilight feels like we’re emerging from winter’s tunnel.    Ahh.

4. Permission.  My regular readers know that I ventured off to my favorite bookstore last week and emerged with a bag of delights.  I started reading a highly acclaimed book the next day and … meh.. I just couldn’t get into it. I either wasn’t in the mood or the story simply wasn’t that compelling.  I put the book back in the bag and chose another.  It was that easy and it’s taken me 50 years to be OK with doing so.

getting older has its advantages :)

getting older has its advantages 🙂

5. Something I’ve noticed lately is how much we talk about sleeping. It’s a safe topic, one you can reference at the water cooler, “Didn’t get my rest last night” or “Boy, I slept great last night.” There’s hardly ever an in-between.

Then I read this and thought … man, this is it.  This, my friends,  is truth:

I invite you to join me in something I’m calling the Adequate-Sleep Life-Enhancing Experimental Project (ASLEEP).
The requirements for membership are simple: we sleep until we aren’t tired, whenever possible. And I mean WHENEVER POSSIBLE, as in, if you show up at your best friend’s wedding tired, you take a pillow and sleep through the ceremony. Better yet, don’t show. Man up. Stay in bed. – Martha Beck

napping kitten

paws up!

How about you? Discovered any delights lately? Does your hair travel to far-off adventures without you? Are you seeing more daylight in your days?  What have you given yourself permission to do?   When’s the last time you felt rested? 

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Trust

We get what we trust. Trust poverty and betrayal to be there,  they will. Trust abundance and love to be there, they will.
–Martha Beck

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Radio Silence from the Beastie

So, I’ve written about my Inner Lizard, the shrieking beastie who lives inside each of us and needles us whenever we stretch ourselves. The one who says: that’ll never fit, you can’t accomplish that, go back to the couch. Mine isn’t the voice of anyone but her, that Negative Nancy Naysayer who lurks within and dines on failures.

5 weeks ago, I started on the Couch25K running program and I’ve mentioned how much I’m enjoying myself and how good it feels to just be doing it.

5 weeks ago, I couldn’t run 60 seconds.  Last night, I ran 900 (15 minutes).

Here’s how the conversation went when the beastie showed herself yet again:

Me: I think I can really do this, it’s not that bad.
Her: Are you kidding me? You’re a rookie and the couch is calling …

Me: Man, that first run is always the toughest, my feet feel like lead.
Her: Yeah, you said that last time.

Me: Wow! 11 min down already!
Her: 19 to go, you’ll never make it.

Me: Who knew that running slow is harder than running fast?
Her: Running is hard period, are you sure you wouldn’t rather be on the couch?

Me: Wow! 22 min down!
Her: Can you hear your breathing? You sound like a sick cow!

Me: That last segment was tough, my legs are sure burning now.
Her: They’re burning ‘cause they’re about to give out.

Me: The sweat is pouring off me; I feel like I can do anything!
Her: You know you want to quit.

Me: Hey!  26 min down, time for my cool-down – HOOAH!
Her:        …. silence ….

What does your “Inner Beastie” like to dine on?

Categories: Attitude, Determination, Growth, Joy, Personal, Self Discovery, Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Where you look

We’ve all done it. Walked into a room looking for our keys only to find them … in our hand. Or, better yet, still in the lock we’d just opened. We throw our hands up in exasperation and (hopefully) laugh it off.

Over the past few years I’ve made a concerted effort to pay attention my life and who’s in it. I’ve tried to be mindful of what I’m doing, how I’m “spending” my time and whether or not I’m enjoying the journey.

Think about driving your vehicle from point A to point B.

How much do you – the driver – really see?   

Then, imagine yourself as a passenger or, better yet, a kid in the backseat, one foot up on the seat in front of you.  Think of how much more you see just from that vantage point.  You can leave the driving to someone else; now you have the time to wonder at what’s passing by … horses in a field, what’s down that ravine, or how many cars pass with odd looking license plates.

You can do this because you’re not focused on what’s next.  You’re focused on what’s now.

 * * *

Your life follows your attention.  Wherever you look, you end up going. –Martha Beck

.. an emjayandthem photo ..

Where are you looking?

*I’m headed to the “Gateway to the West” bright and early tomorrow  … so I won’t be able to reply to comments till this weekend.  Have a great week all!

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The inner lizard

“When you are in a creative or appreciative zone, you literally have no access to your inner lizard, to that fear-based, non creative, shrieking little beasty who’s so afraid you’re going to be a bag lady.”
–Martha Beck

When your inner lizard appears, how do you silence her/him?

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on Hope

People don’t cry when they lose their hope. They cry when they get it back.
-Martha Beck, Finding Your Own North Star

It’s been there … waiting patiently for me on my end table.  I’ve reshuffled my reading pile and recently invited this book (Finding Your Own North Star) in. And now, now I’m puzzling and considering and journaling my way through it.

Wow.

I know why I hesitated: it’s a lot of work.

And I have enough work.

But .. it’s the kind of work that feels worth it.

Through simple exercises and thought-provoking questions, I’m discovering my true heart’s desires.

I’m starting to recognize and understand my internal compass.

Some thoughts and ideas I’ve met before and am well-acquainted with; others  I’ve never considered before now. I’m doing the work necessary to repair all that “soul shrapnel” ~ those long-held, mostly false beliefs that have stalled my progress.

If you wish to discover your own North Star, your own heart’s desire, I recommend this book to you.

Be prepared.

There are case studies to read, questionnaires to answer and exercises to ponder.

The work can be challenging and feel heavy at times. You may uncover self-truths you hadn’t yet acknowledged and they may frighten you away.  But I still say it’s worth it.

For hope.

Elvis has nothing to do with this post; He's just gorgeous in this picture is all. Happy Friday! MJ

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The heart of the matter

What do you want?

How many times have you – or has someone close to you – asked this question?

If you’re not sure of your answer, try this exercise; it can help you discover your soul’s desire.

Grab a piece of paper and at the top of it write: “Things I want.”  Then, below it, list everything you can think of.  A better job, a fitter body, a new car, whatever.  When you’ve made your list, turn the page over and write “Things I yearn for.”   Then, start filling out that list.  You might find yourself listing things now that were not on your first list.   That’s because, according to Martha Beck, the first list – your wants – is created entirely by your mind and the mind is conditioned to tell us what we think we want or need.  Yearnings are whispered by the soul; our souls tell us what we really want and need.  As you make your 2nd list, don’t worry about how the things on the list might come to be,  just know that … if you pay attention to them, they will.

Example:  If you want a new car you might really be yearning for …. freedom and if you want romance you might really be yearning for …. intimacy.

My own list looked like this:

   – Want-                                    -Yearn-

1.      Less debt                                      Freedom

2.      Time with spouse                    Connections

3.      Fitness/health                          Confidence, strength

4.      Travel                                          Adventure

5.      Smaller house                            Freedom

I see a pattern emerging here; do you?

image from pinmarklet.com

When we take the time to really listen to ourselves, we find the soul is always the heart of the matter.  Our soul yearnings resonate with truth and conviction.  Wants feel … restless, demanding and impatient.

I’m choosing to explore my soul’s desires and leave the wants behind.

What do you want?

Categories: Attitude, Life, Personal, Romance, Thoughts | Tags: , , , | 21 Comments

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