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Do I Become The Stories I Tell?

 

My mother is 90 years old. She walks, shops, quilts, cooks, cleans and floats up the stairs like a summer breeze. She can also squat or lean over and pull weeds (yes, big ones) as easily as someone much younger.

She has never truly considered the idea of decline for herself personally. She simply does everything she wants to do.

At the ripe age of almost 91, she does what she did when she was 50 or 60 or 70 or 80. The two things that have changed: she no longer drives regularly, although she has her driver’s license, and she takes an afternoon nap every day.

Mom at her 90th Birthday party

Mom doesn’t think about “not doing.” She thinks about doing whatever she wants to do without a second thought. She doesn’t think “can’t.” She thinks “can.”

She lives with my sister, and likes to be useful around the house, so she helps out every day. When I call her, she’ll tell me that she’s out walking the dog, or that she’s cleaning up the kitchen or busy beautifying a flower bed.

Once when Mom visited me (age 88), I found her perched on the edge of my tub, cleaning a greenhouse window. She was happy as a lark with her paper towels and Windex, making the glass shelves sparkle again. 

She reminds me that living simply and thinking simply has it’s advantages. She’s totally inspiring!

WHAT DO YOU SPEAK ABOUT? THINK ABOUT?

What do you speak or think about regularly? What do you predict or reinforce for yourself with your stories?

Do you lament about how you’re getting older? Or can’t get ahead? Or how someone is causing you trouble? Or life is hard or scary and here’s why?

Or do you give most of your time and attention to what’s going right or working well? What kind of conversations get the most airtime during your day?

Really, take a look.

The Universe is listening. Are you?

Are you listening to what you declare?  Expect?

Way back in the day, I knew a speaker, researcher and author named Ken Pelletier. At the time, he was studying and speaking mostly about longevity. He told me stories of people (often in remote areas of the earth) that he had spent time with and studied, and how unstressed these folks were about things that would drive the average American crazy.

He told me a story about going fishing with a particular tribe. They would happily hop into a fishing boat and start the motor without checking the engine or the gas tank. If they made it to a favorite fishing spot quite a long ways away, and ran out of gas or had engine failure, it simply didn’t matter. They would float aimlessly and wait for someone to come get them.

(Do I also vaguely remember that local homemade brew could have been involved…? Could be! ‘Twas a long time ago!)

In any case, they didn’t mind that something planned for a few leisurely hours took all day. Time and efficiency were not important. Time was not something they stressed over. Ever.

He studied a number of groups of people (who seemed to live longer and healthier) to flush out possible longevity factors. Was it food? Lifestyle? Attitude? The local shaman? A magic ingredient consumed by them, known only to them?

Or was it something no one had yet thought of?

Back in the U.S. he and his team designed an extensive questionnaire for Americans based on what they had learned and evaluated the results. It turned out that the questions they thought would be important predictors of health and longevity were not.

There was a throwaway question, however, that made all the difference. Of all the factors they had studied, this question was the only consistent predictor of health and longevity.

Basically, the researchers asked, “Do you expect to be alive five years from now?”

If the person answered yes, they usually were alive and well in five years. If they answered no, they weren’t.

Simple.

What you expect matters.

What stories are you telling about yourself or your future?

 

 

 

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Rise Up by Andra Day

What a great set of words for these oncoming days.

Rise Up

 
You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
Bring it to its feet
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, oh, oh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Cassandra Monique Batie / Jennifer Decilveo
Rise Up lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Rippling Abs, Anyone?

Rippling Abs, Anyone?

During this strange time in history, I noticed y’all were tackling all sorts of interesting projects. I decided I needed one, too—something positive to remember the pandemic of 2020 by.
 
I decided to pay attention to something I had abandoned…
 
Nope, I’m not cleaning my garage. I am not organizing one single thing. I’m not planting a garden or cleaning up my yard.
 
Instead, I decided to take care of myself better. This, folks, has made all the difference for me.
 
With relatively little time and effort on my part, I feel so much better than I did a month ago.
 
On March 30, I got on the exercise bike and the yoga mat for the first time in a long time, and did 30 minutes each. I liked it so much that I decided to do it every day. But I fell short of that, and changed my commitment to every other day, which felt more manageable, reasonable, and doable.
 
I also get off the bike after every song, take a couple of sips of water, shake out my legs and arms for a few seconds, and get back on. This makes the bike project a reasonable proposition, too.
 
Daily walks of any length—by myself, or with my little guy, Jackson—are a fresh air bonus.
 
My recumbent exercise bike has pulleys to work my upper body while I pedal, which gets my heart rate up fast, and also helps my whole-body strength. It feels good to get up from writing, or doing a consulting session with a client, to do something physically challenging while listening to good music.
 
After only a month, I feel a sheet of muscles on the front of me I haven’t felt for a very, very long time. Goodness gracious. Who knew they were there. I’ll be posting rippling ab photos soon, I’m sure.
 
I have no idea what the scales have to say about my bike/yoga project—I don’t care. Paying attention to scales tends to send me sideways, and therefore, I’m ignoring them completely.
 
But—I LOVE the way I feel! Hang in there, everyone.
 

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Sometimes we ask intimate partners to do for us what is actually ours to do.

We ask our partner to give us the reassurance, love or appreciation we feel is missing in ourselves, with the hope that they will give us what we’re asking for—and then we’ll feel better. They’ll take care of our problem.

But when they do give us what we’re asking for, it can never be enough, because we have insufficient context for what they’ve given. We haven’t build the inner foundation to receive it, hear it, welcome it, believe it. They try to help, but their love for us falls into our void, our black hole, our love bucket with no bottom.

As always, there’s hope. Check out the video below.

Terri Crosby. http://www.incareofrelationships.com/.

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

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