Monday, March 17, 2014

BE THE BUTTERFLY!


Today is a new day... a new opportunity.   I received a number of responses to my publishing error and have responded to each. Blogging is therapeutic for me.  I tend to write when I am in emotional distress, then polish until I'm feeling and sounding more positive before I ever consider publishing.  My first emotional negative thoughts should never have been passed on.  With all the resultant offers of support,  however, I realize that I am negligent in not asking for what I need.  I also realize that it is not so much that I'm unhappy to not be able to do all the fun things that are happening around town but that I can't do them ALONE and, in many cases, it is unfeasible to try doing them at all.  I am still mourning the loss of my independence and, especially when not feeling well, it turns into loneliness and despair.

I recently watched a PBS presentation by Dr. Wayne Dyer who had impressed me years ago with his book "The Power of Intention".  I adopted his mantra with the belief that we are all part of a divine creation put here for a purpose and therefore  "I am creative, kind, loving, beautiful, expansive, abundant and receptive [to all that I need to fulfill my intention]."  In his latest book he discusses the need to be "willing,  determined, and fearless" in pursuit of your intention.  I have added those three words to my mantra.

 In addition, Dr. Dyer introduced a book called "Goodbye Bumps" which he co-authored with his daughter.  At the age of seven, she had facial warts. Medications and topical treatments had not been effective.  A doctor gave this little girl three choices:  Cut them out, burn them off, or (no doubt with tongue in cheek) she could talk to them and tell them to leave.  She, of course, chose the latter and each night under her covers she was heard telling her "bumps" that she loved them but it was time for them to go away.  They were gone in three days!

Sounds nuts, but I'll try anything.  "Goodbye, Oscy (Oscillopsia) and B.V. (Bilateral Vestibulopathy)."



My yoga instructor asked our class, while preparing for shavasana, to allow our minds to be either the butterfly or the fly.  Consider where a fly lands and lingers.  I choose to be the butterfly.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

I'm Okay

My dear friends and family who may have gotten a blog post that I never intended to send.  Instead of "save as draft" I hit "publish" and deleted it immediately so that it isn't showing in my list of posts, but two of you so far have responded and I am embarrassed.  I was just having a bad day, not feeling well due to wind and dust in Tucson, and feeling sorry for myself.  Please don't take it personally and know that I am fine.  This too shall pass.