Happiness

Share Some Kindness

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The thing about kindness is that anyone can be kind to anyone, and everyone involved can feel good because of this. I have a new friend, and she was telling me about a class teaching where she teaches stretching on the beach. That sounded so good to me.  I have always wanted to do yoga, but I haven’t found a class yet that was tolerant of my slow progress. She explained that this class was just stretching, and that she adapts what they do to anyone who comes. I discovered another friend of mine had been going and was thrilled with the results. I decided to do something kind for myself and go to class.

My friend offered to carpool, so off we went. There are so many beaches on Maui, and this class was at one I had been to before.  When we got there, I discovered that there was a whole area beyond where I was familiar with that was beautiful, and that was where the class was held. The class was small, and each of us had a different range of mobility. Mary, our teacher, was delightful and was skilled in adapting each stretch we did to our personal needs. The stretching felt so good. And when the time came that something was too uncomfortable for me, she moved on with no criticism, just support. As I watched my friend stretch, I was amazed at what she could do. She told me that she hadn’t been able to do what she can now when she started the class. Witnessing that, I knew I could make great progress.

When we were finished, my whole body felt good, revitalized. Everyone was smiling and helping each other pack up our belongings. We all walked together to the parking lots and shared friendly conversation. Mary even carried my chair for me. I realized that the joy the class brought me was the kindness we all shared. We all smiled.  We all supported each other. We all were in awe of our beautiful surroundings, and we all felt renewed and refreshed.

This experience caused me to think of the value of kindness in our lives. If everyone committed to kindness, we would all live in peace focusing on the beauty and wonder of our lives. I found myself contemplating ways I could add more kindness into my life by sharing kindness with each person I meet. This week I baked cookies and shared them with friends. I found an ideal place for a friend to live. I hired and assistant who will allow me more time to focus on my work. I attended a drawing class where both teachers were kind in their guidance.

We can easily get wrapped up in what is wrong or difficult in our lives. That’s an easy trap to fall into.  This week as I actively sought out kindness, the kindness multiplied around me. The more kindness I noticed, the more kindness appeared. The more I stretched, the more I smiled, the more I chose to practice kindness, the better I felt.

I encourage you to explore how much kindness there is in your life. I promise, you will feel better in all ways.

 

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Aliveness While Grieving

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Have you felt alone, empty, disconnected, vacant, or depleted? I know I have felt all these things and many more at some point in my grief. Falling into a deep void is easy to do and can be challenging to climb out of. The good news is you can. The darkness of grief is not a life sentence. When we love someone deeply, we will grieve them always and hold them in our hearts, and we can start feeling better at the same time. We can again feel alive.

When you chose to feel alive, you can. Start by examining what you are missing in your life now. Make a list of things you would like to feel now. Here are some of what I longed for:

Companionship

Fresh air

New thoughts

Joy

Healthy food

A refreshing shower

Grass on my feet

 

You can go on and on with your list. Now look at your list and think of the choices you can make to bring about these feelings. For instance:

Companionship: Ask a friend to go on a walk with you or have a cup of coffee with you.

Fresh air: Go to a park, a forest, a beach or anywhere else that feels fresh outside.

New thoughts: Read a book, listen to a podcast, watch a documentary.

Joy: Do things that make you happy like baking, gardening, dancing, singing.

Healthy food: Commit to eating vegetables every day. Go to a Farmer’s Market.

A refreshing shower: Take a shower or bath taking your time to experience revitalization.

Grass on your feet: Take off your shoes and sit or walk in the grass. Enjoy each moment.

 

The best way to start feeling more alive is to do something. Pay attention to what you feel. If you feel stuck, move. Take a deep breath. Stretch your arms up into the air. Walk around the block. Listen to some music you love and sign along or dance.

People grieving know how short life is. You have reached a point of no do-overs or second chances, so choose now to mindfully consider everything you do and think. Instead of allowing your life to just pass by, get active. Take charge knowing only you can take the very best care of yourself.

 

 

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Everything is a Miracle

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Do you recognize when miracles occur in your life? I hadn’t considered this before, but once I started noticing miracles, I started noticing how I have experienced so many miracles though-out my life.

Miracles can be huge, and they also can be very small. You may not have thought about this before, but chances are you are experiencing miracles too, and you have been all along but may not have been aware when they happened. As I look back, I remember the miracle of getting accepted at the last minute to San Diego State University. I see this as a miracle because I had a major health challenge in high school and was barely able to graduate with a grade point average that normally wouldn’t have qualified.

My husband and I bought our first house together in 2009 at a great price because of the financial crisis in our country. A year later, my elderly mother-in-law needed to move in with us, and our home was comfortable for just two people. We decided to sell it and buy another. Our real estate agent warned us we would be losing money because of the financial crisis.  We sold the house that we had only owned for a year at a significant profit a week after we listed it, and we bought another, much bigger home in a wonderful location for $200,000 lest than it was listed for. I know we were blessed with this miracle because we welcomed my mother-in-law to live with us.

Recently when I was driving on a divided highway, a truck crossed the center divider headed directly headed at the driver’s door at high speed. When I saw him coming toward me, I closed my eyes thinking there was no way I could survive this. I heard and felt the thump as he hit my car. I was shocked when I opened my eyes and saw that my car was not destroyed, only three thousand dollars’ worth of damage that his insurance covered. And he didn’t hit anyone else as he continued speeding head on into traffic until he could pull off to the side of the road. The witnesses were shocked that the driver, my son, and I weren’t killed. I know this was a miracle.

Just last week in the middle of the night we were experiencing a big windstorm. We have power lines that go across our property and into the tree of my friend’s house across the road. The wind snapped the power lines which set the trees on fire as the wires dropped to the ground. This could have been a catastrophe. Instead, our homes didn’t catch on fire, no one was injured, and the power company came out the next day and did a nice trimming on what was left of the trees. Everyone affected by this are so grateful for this miracle.

Beyond the many big miracles I experience, I experience little miracles every day. I almost always get right to the front of any line I am in, and I always find parking places easily.  I also get where I am going at the time that I plan to.  Every day I now notice the miracles I experience, and I am grateful.

The title of this blog is a quote by Albert Einstein: “Everything is a Miracle.”

Notice and enjoy all your miracles!

Everything is a Miracle

 

 

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Are You Willing?

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I was just reading about a woman devastated by grief.  For the first year, she couldn’t smile or laugh. Her body hurt. Her heart hurt. Breathing hurt. She had no interest in anything even if it was something she had loved before. She had memory challenges. Food didn’t interest her. He weight dropped significantly. She didn’t read or watch tv or go out with friends. Suddenly, I realized that this was a description of me after Jacques died.

As I reflected on my situation, I realized that I wasn’t aware at the time that I had essentially checked out emotionally after Jacques died. That happened with my mother, too, when my father died. She stopped smiling, and she didn’t talk very much at all. My sister’s husband died in their bed, so she had the bed removed from her room and lived in her recliner in front of the tv which was always on. That’s where she stayed for years.

The thing that my mom, my sister, and I had in common with these situations was that we weren’t willing to change. My mom and sister just didn’t know how to be without their husbands, and initially, I didn’t either. What was different for me was I realized that I couldn’t survive in that place of emptiness. I had to change my thinking, and only I could do that on my own.

I started reading. I read Marci Shimoff’s Happy for No Reason because I did want to be happy, and at the same time, I couldn’t figure out how I could be happy alone. That book was rich with examples of people who were so much worse off than I who were truly happy, and I figured if they could be happy, so could I!

I read Lynn Twist’s the Soul of Money and that totally changed my perception of the importance of money in my life and how to best handle it. I gave away so many copies of that book because I loved it so much. My new attitude toward money allowed a sense of control and freedom in my life that I didn’t know I had been craving.

I had two friends that suggested I watch the movie The Secret. So, I watched it. I didn’t think that what they were saying about manifestation could be true. Then I thought I didn’t have anything to lose, so I tried manifesting little things, and discovered that I could actually decide how I wanted my life to be, and that I could make it happen, and I did.

I also started keeping a gratitude list.  That was hard for me to start because I thought I didn’t have anything to be grateful for since my husband died. Once I started writing out everything I could think of that I was grateful for, I realized that my life was good. I didn’t have to start from scratch to move forward. Knowing that my life was solid and secure, I could look ahead and focus on how my life was different now, and I started enjoying what I was doing.

The big revelation to me was that I was only able to make my life the best it could be under the circumstances was to be willing to change. Just because things weren’t the same as they were before Jacques’ death, that didn’t mean everything was bad. When I finally was willing to look at everything differently and to appreciate what I had and to be open to changes, then I could move forward. And I did. And I am thrilled that I did.  My life is so good now, and I am happier than I ever have been.

Are you willing to feel better, to breathe easier, to start enjoying your life again? What one thing can you do right now that will help you be open to your new, beautiful life? Please do whatever that is.  Take good care of your precious self in the process.

 

 

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Are You Resistant?

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I was talking to a friend who told me how important it was for her to make people happy. She always appears happy to me, but I discovered today that deep down she’s not, and she doesn’t really want anyone to know. This led us to a long conversation where I realized I was like her when I was her age.  I always wanted to be considered “good,” and to me that meant no mistakes, no public sadness. I would always strive to do whatever I was doing better than anyone so I could be proud of myself when I didn’t think anyone else was.

What I realized was that I was always getting in my own way. Do you do that? Do you prevent yourself from having or doing exactly what you want by doing something to make whatever that is out of your reach?  I have known people who wouldn’t buy pretty clothes because they thought they were too fat, too skinny, too tall, or too short. I was always in that too tall group.  I grew to be six feet tall when I was in seventh grade. There was one boy taller than me in the whole school, and I was taller than all the teachers and the principal too!  I dressed very conservatively hoping that I wouldn’t be drawing attention to my too tall self.

I love it now when society in general seems to have changed their ideal of what women should look like, and we can find pretty, flattering clothes no matter what our shape is. Now if we could just do that with the inner us.  Have you ever talked yourself out of something because you made up the idea that whatever it was, was too good for you? I see people do that all the time. They’ll say, “If only I had more time, I’d ___.” You fill in the blank. You may say something like I would go to the gym, or the beach, or the pool knowing how much better you’d feel if you just went where you wanted to.

When we are dealing with grief, getting in our own way is not unusual.  You may want to go out to eat, but you convince yourself that you just can’t do that alone.  But you know what? You can! I did. I admit that it took me awhile.  I was concerned that people would look at me or talk about me. I fixed that by taking a good book with me so I wouldn’t notice what other people did or said. But it didn’t take me long to realize that nobody was talking about me, and probably weren’t paying attention to me at all. That was a big step for me, realizing that what other people thought or said about me didn’t really matter to me.

With this new wisdom I realized I could go where I wanted to go and do what I wanted to do. And I did!  If I wanted to take a class, I did. And I discovered that friends wanted to also but didn’t want to go alone. I ended up having one friend go to ceramics class with me and another went to a Native American arts class. We enjoyed these classes! I got brave and went to a quilting class at a nearby shop where I didn’t know anyone. I discovered there were others there who also came alone, so I ended up with a whole bunch of new friends.

I had been sitting alone feeling sorry for myself a long time before I started doing these things.  I was getting in my own way, talking myself out of doing things. When I thought about it, I knew that I had been putting off doing things for all the wrong reasons. Just because my husband died, I did not have to sit alone and cry for the rest of my life.  There came a time when I was ready to start learning who the new me was in this uncharted territory, and that I didn’t need to worry about what might happen.

I was just thinking about all my loved ones who have died getting together to watch my progress, and they are amazed and happy that I learned how to get out of my own way and step forward in the place I live know.  I am confident and go forth with Joy! Get out of your own way, and you can too!

 

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Unconditional Love

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Most of my life I had no idea what unconditional love was. I hadn’t thought much about love in general. I knew my parents loved me, but many times it seemed conditional. The first time I thought I fell in love, I realized that we could only be in love if I was perfect in his eyes in all things, and I wasn’t.  I learned from that the importance of being and doing what someone else expected of me. All that did for me is help me lower my self-esteem.

When my first baby was born, one night nursing him in the middle of the night, I realized what deep, true love really was. He was so little and so fully dependent on me. And I loved caring for him.  I also realized at that moment how my mother must have felt about me, but she was never able to demonstrate it.

I went through life thinking I could find true love if only circumstances were different. If only I was prettier, if only I got better grades, if only I had a magnificent job, if only I married a doctor, if only I was shorter (I grew to six feet tall when I was in seventh grade). All of those if onlys didn’t help me a bit.

When I met Jacques, I learned so much more about love. He loved me just the way I was, and I loved him that way too. I discovered along the way that we developed what I consider now to be a bad habit of judging people, and when you are judging others, you really are judging yourself too, and I fell back into that “if only” place I thought I had left behind.

We were both teaching college, and we’d say if only our students would pay more attention or take their education more seriously.  We both did lots of theatre and we were always complaining about actors not memorizing their lines or missing rehearsals. That judgement of others got in the way of us living our best lives.

I started learning about unconditional love from Ron. If I started to complain, he would say, wouldn’t it be better to do something positive about an issue than to get upset about it? That was hard for me at first, but I eventually realized that it is not my place to judge anyone else. When I learned that, the gateway began to open for me.

I finally started taking responsibility for myself. I stopped finding fault with others. That enabled me to make a huge shift. I started to love people for who they were. I choose to spend time with people I enjoy being with and I don’t judge them. And I don’t judge myself.

Why am I writing about all this right now? I have been observing the state of the world. So much of what is happening that is negative comes from judgement and hate. We could all learn from the song Hal David and Bert Bacharach wrote and Jackie DeShannon sang in the mid-sixties, What the World Needs Now:

What the world needs now is love, sweet love

It’s the only thing there is just too little of . . . .

No not just for some, but for everyone.

Imagine what our world would be now if we all chose to love one another instead of judging them. What if we are all at the beginning of a huge shift in the world? We can be if choose to.

Start right now. Remember the deepest love you have experienced or that you would love to experience. How does that feel? Take that feeling and pay it forward. If you realize you are judging someone or something, forgive yourself, forgive whoever you need to, and then start spreading that beautiful, unconditional love. May it circulate all over the world and beyond.

 

You can join the Grief and Happiness Alliance which meets weekly on Sundays by clicking here: https://www.griefandhappiness.com/offers/ytK7eLBa

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