Mindset…Perspective…Changes throughout the journey

I don’t have a quote today – I searched for a few on mindset but nothing really spoke to me.

Hm. This one is in my collection of quotes (my actual commonplace book!) and it actually reflects what I’ve been pondering:

“Each of us has a unique journey marked by experiences that shaped who we are.” -Bert + John Jacobs, Co-founders of Life is Good

I’ve realized in the last few months that I have a completely different mindset, that I’ve experienced a shift in personality that is more profound than I initially realized. (I also just realized that I have another post on mindset from not too long ago, but, well, this is a slightly different one…) 
I was always someone who just let her frustration / anger / annoyance build up, then I’d explode. Usually at myself. 
Or I’d make a dumb mistake, or cut myself in the kitchen (this, unfortunately, happens more often than I care to admit) and I would, quite literally,  yell at myself. 
I was even known to throw pillows and yell at the TV during college basketball games. 
I chalked it up to being “like my mother”, and took solace in the fact that once I exploded, I was really a pretty calm person. 
But then I started not liking who I was in those moments. 
I realized that my reactions, while they might have (in a weird way) felt good when they happened, were not serving me or others. 
I realized that perspective, and realizing that a cut, or a loss in a game, was not the end of the world.
Perhaps it took facing some more serious health – and mental health – issues to get me to realize this. Or the recognition that the life I thought I was going to have is not, actually, the life I have. (The one I have is, thank goodness, better than that envisioned life.)
I was told by a colleague last week that I was one of the “calmest people [she] knows”.
I said something to my spouse this weekend about how I don’t overreact the way I used to – and he agreed. 
I realized that the rift in my relationship with my childhood friend is largely of my own doing – borne out of my reaction to something she did out of love (it was still wrong, and misguided, but her intentions were good…). 
I kind of like this new me better than the old me. It’s a lot easier way to live, to be honest. And I think it’s much more, well, “me”. 
Everyone is trying hard. Everyone has crap they’re dealing with. Me throwing negative energy into the Universe is not going to help that. 
So yes, a shift occurred in my life journey. The path isn’t a different one, but perhaps it took a bit of a bend. And I’m okay with that. It just took me a little while to realize it! 

Gratitude on a Friday

“…life is not meant to be an unending series of blinding insights and staggering leaps forward. A lot of times it’s just huffing and puffing, one-foot-in-front-of-the-other up the mountain trying not to puke. Sometimes it’s a slip and a fall. Simply summoning the determination to keep going when you’d really rather not seems to be a lot of what life is.” Josh Radnor, in his most recent Museletter

I am grateful for the realization this week that sometimes, just persisting is a good idea. 

I don’t have to always be moving forward in leaps and bounds, in my personal life or my professional life. 

Not that I want to stagnate, but sometimes? resting in the now is a good choice. I’m grateful for this quote, above, and for others that I have come across this week that have reminded me of that. 

So for this weekend, I don’t anticipate any big leaps forward. And that’s okay. I’m slogging a bit right now on a grant application, but, well, sometimes the slogging is just as important (if not more so) than the bits of insight and the “flashes” that are few and far between. 

Slog on! (Huh, no emoji for that…;>)

The power of thoughts

“What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow: our life is the creation of our mind.” Buddha

I have been thinking a lot about #6 on my “Lessons Learned” post from the other day – the one about just because you can hold a grudge (like a champ, I might add), don’t. 

I had a … falling out, let’s call it, with a lifelong friend several years ago. 

At the time, I perceived some of what she said and did as attacking me. Questioning my choices. Challenging me in ways that I did not want to be challenged. Add to that the fact that our lives had diverged substantially, and I felt we had so little in common that I let this episode be the catalyst for backing off. 

Way off. 

We used to speak weekly. I think I have spoken to her once, maybe twice, in the last year. 

This was someone with whom I grew up, shared all the trials and tribulations and joys of childhood and adolescence and college. Yes, we had – and have – very different lives, but we were always able to at least talk, and be curious about what the other was doing. 

Over the last year, though, it’s become more and more apparent to me that what I was doing was not loving. It was not kind. It was not building the life – the future – that I wanted. This is one small piece of my future, but… if my overall goal in life is to put more good into the Universe than bad, how was this contributing to that? 

Short answer? it wasn’t. 

So I (eventually) reached out. Wrote a card. Put myself out there a bit – while still acknowledging that we might never get back to what we were. But letting her know that I missed my friend. That I wanted to be back in touch, and that I wanted to see what kind of connection we could establish now that we are (sigh) approaching middle age. 

She emailed me – a long email – last night. I haven’t yet read it. I don’t know where we go from here. But I do know that this is one small stone in the path that I am building towards the future. It feels so much better than the grudge I was hanging on to for far too long. 


“…life is one continuous mistake.” Zen Dogen

And, there is freedom in imperfection.

Something I struggle with every. single. day. is my persistent perfectionism.

If I can’t do it right, why would I do it at all?

And yet, somehow, the job, the profession, the calling that most suits me is one in which failure occurs more than success.

I’m going to fail a lot more in this life than I’m going to succeed.

But I persist. I keep on. I know that what I study is valuable – it’s unique – and it’s important. The key is finding the words, the images, the arguments, really, to help others see that (and then give me money to help me do what I want to contribute…ha).

I’m really, really good at reminding others they don’t need to be perfect. And that mistakes are a part of life.

I need to be a bit better at it myself. I like to think that slowly, every day, I’m getting a bit closer.

And now off to (another) drippy day in a long string of them. But… at least it’s not snow? 

What I’ve learned

Never stop learning, because life never stops teaching… (the Buddha, apparently)

I was reflecting this weekend on things that I have (finally) learned in my nearly 44 years on this planet.

Wow, I feel old.

But sometimes (okay, for me, many many times) it takes many missteps and mistakes and errors to finally figure out what is often relatively obvious. Sometimes, it’s remembering something I used to know…but conveniently forgot. Sometimes, it’s learning that one way doesn’t necessarily work, so maybe it’s time for a change.

Anyway, here are a few things I’ve learned…

1. If it hurts, don’t do it. Just. Stop.
2. Relaxing once in a while won’t kill you.
3. Eat the damn cheese.
4. Tweezing your lip hurts. A lot. (and is not necessarily something your mother will warn you that you will probably need to do at some point in your life)
5. The life you have in hindsight is probably not going to be the life you imagined. That’s okay. It might even be better than what you imagined.
6. Just because you can hold a grudge like a champion, do you really want to?
7. I can do hard things.
8. Sometimes, where you are is almost as important as what you are doing in terms of your happiness.
9. Your life – your relationships – your job – are not going to make sense to everyone. This is more than okay. Live the life you need to live.
10. Not all relationships and friendships will be lifelong. This is also okay.
11. Wherever you end up, find your people.
12. Who you are is who you always were. Remember what made you happy as a child… and find a way to bring that into adulthood. Trust me, it will make you a much happier adult.
13. There is nothing like finishing the day with a hot cup of tea, a piece of chocolate, and a good book.
14. Relationships change. They evolve. When you think about all the ways you’ve changed over time, this makes perfect sense.

Obviously (well, hopefully) it’s not an exhaustive list. I don’t feel like a very wise person, but life is a good teacher. Constantly learning, constantly growing.