Body Soiree

My peace of mind means everything to me.  I find the older and wiser I get, the more I run away, and I mean run, from situations and people that "bring the drama." Being around upheaval is draining. I even noticed when you see people that thrive on drama, it shows up on their faces, meaning they look old and unhappy. Inner- peace is what matters. Research has shown over and over what having that sense of well-being can and will do for you: A better outlook on life in general. Better relations with family and co-workers. Better Health AND a "Youthful" outlook on life. Peace, it does a body good. So what should we do to get this peace? My first move was to stay away from the drama seekers. They are like junkies, always looking for their next fix of  the melodramatic and if they don't find it; they WILL create. I put a no douchebag sign up. Douchebags are in the drama junkie family, except meaner.  I banned gossip and gossipers! This is key to the peace of mind wor...

Since I can remember, I have dealt with moments of the "Blues." Melancholy, sadness, whatever you want to call it; it was there, lurking. My Mama always said that I "think too much", as if in some way my melancholy was my fault. Impatiently she would say "Get Up!" or ask in a frustrated voice "What is the matter with you.. NOW!?" I never could answer because that would have opened up a can of worms. As a child, how do you say molestation? How do you broach that subject when you are scared and humiliated? It took me years to see the correlation between my weight gain, depression and my self-imposed solitary confinement and connect the dots straight to, as I like to refer to them "The Bitter Years." I have said this before and I will reiterate: What you don't deal with in your twenties, will bite you in your thirties and dang near kill you in your forties." Once I recognized and allowed myself to  forgive  myself for whatever I t...

I am a little perplexed when people say to me or any other person "lower your standards."  What does that mean exactly? To not expect anything? From anyone? To expect anything, i.e; compassion, consideration, common courtesy, MANNERS!, is to expect too much? Who knew!?  Last night I went to a really fun concert, Chris Isaak, if you haven't seen his show, go next time. Anyway, someone decided to pass gas, no that is being kind. Someone decided to unleash a gaseous piece of Hell! It was just that bad. Four rows of people suffered all because someone didn't have manners enough or was considerate enough to go to the bathroom! Gas happens; but really?!  Are my standards too high that I don't want to smell your insides? I think not. I really do expect simple acts of consideration like: holding the door open for people when I know they are walking in behind me. While driving, allowing people to merge into traffic from an exit. When people say hi to me; I say hi back. Wow...

How much time do you think we waste on wishing? Or listing and sighing over the should have's, could have's, wonder if's? I am sure no one has ever tallied up the minutes and seconds that we put in wondering, but if they did, you know the numbers would be huge!  If a wish could sustain us, we would all be happy and full. I have found that wishing is easy, doing can be difficult... sometimes. Regret at not doing; painful. Wishing is the stuff of dreams, combine those two and you have Hope. Those are the things that keep us going, but what is the point if you don't act? Research has shown that change, the ability to act, move, adapt to a new situation can stress some of us so horribly that it will manifest itself into the physical. Causing hyperventilation, hives, hot/cold flashes, shakes, fevers, full blown anxiety attacks. I was one of those, yup! me, Dawn " Hot/cold flash, full of hives " Morris, change was my nemesis or so I thought. I had to look at it anot...