Sunday, August 30, 2009

Live with Intention




"May your efforts to define your life,
And your disciplined commitment to live it,
Enable you to lead ...
And enjoy ... 
The very life you intend."



Totally plagerized, I'll admit it, but I saw this on someone else's blog and wanted to post it on mine because ... it's a great quote!

The Other Side of Fear is Freedom

That's it.  :-)   No blog about it ... I just heard that quote on an Adventure Race show this morning and I really liked it so ... it stands - without need for further word - except a quick repeat:

"The other side of fear is FREEDOM!"

Thursday, August 27, 2009

True Beauty


"When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator." (Mahatma Gandhi)

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Repeat after me ...

"When you talk negatively to me about someone else outside of their presence, I feel very uncomfortable. It really hurts me to see people I care about at odds. Please work things out with the person directly and don't include me in this situation."

Practice and repeat the above UNTIL SUCH TIME that I can say it with ease and not feel a bit of guilt for not being a "better listening ear."

Gossip is not okay. It leaves broken people and spirits in its wake.

From now on - I AM going to say the above statement when someone is at odds with another and wants to vent. I simply need to somehow figuratively 'close the door' to those who want to bitch about others outside of the "others" presence. I've seen too much divisive behavior of late and I have decided today: Enough is enough.

I tend to be a "listening ear" when people need to vent because I want to be everybody's friend - I don't want to hurt feelings, I don't want anybody to be "mad" at me.

How old am I, anyway?! Geesh!

The problem is - if you listen to the one side ... and say, "I'm sorry" - and then you listen to the other side and say, "I'm sorry" - I think both sides think you are on "THEIR side" ... when instead your intention was to be a good friend - a good listener.

No More! I have finally realized: I don't want to hear any words that you're not willing to say directly to the person's (the individual with whom your at odds') face. If you can't say it in front of the person - don't say it to me!

In order to be a true friend to myself (and, as a result be a true friend to others) - I need to SPEAK the truth. I need to draw the line. I need to set a boundary that politely yet clearly states: "THIS (whatever the "this" may be) is not okay with me. I'm not comfortable with this situation - please leave me out of it."

In a word: Put a STOP to it once and for all.

If this is cryptic - it is intended to be. However, it is another part of the journey that I am realizing I need to take to address things that are not right and speak up if I am put in a situation that makes me feel uncomfortable.

The one thing that will be difficult for me is trying to figure out how "friendship" - "true friendship" overcomes these obstacles. Who do you vent to? How do you share your stress and/or frustration if everything about another person is "off limits?" OR - do you build a friendship base around those who have proven themselves trustworthy and who do not press you past a point that you consider inappropriate? That calls for total honesty at the point at which you are uncomfortable.

Total and complete honesty is a must to achieve a true friendship.

I'm not interested in anything less than this in friendship anymore. Friendship is tough - TRUE friendship. For me the process of determining, building, maintaining trust -- it's tough.

I would have thought that true friendship would be the easiest to build. Am I making it too difficult?

Honesty. That is key I think. A person needs to be able to say, 'This doesn't work for me' without being made to feel like a lousy "friend."

I see others that seem to just have the easiest of relationships - without the drama. There are ups and downs in life and we all go through them but lately I have been ready to retire and find myself without the drama. Now isn't the time but the unfortunate goings on really need to stop. I'm being pulled -- rather, I have allowed myself -- to be pulled into the drama in other's lives and I really don't have any clue all the pieces to their puzzles. I just feel that a few people are trying to gather up "support" for their arguments and it's wrong.

Fight your own battle. I don't want to put on the gloves. And I don't intend to sit on the side of the ring and root you on.

Enough is enough.

Take your gloves off, kiss, and make up.

OR - battle it out but on your own time in your own ring.

And may the best man - or woman - win.

NOTE: The true winners will be the ones who take off the gloves, tell the ref to go home - and decide instead, to talk it out.

Monday, August 24, 2009

My Name Is Rebecca and ...




ad⋅dic⋅tion – noun

the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma.

Hmmm - I've probably said this before but I have, in the past, haughtily prided (is that redundant??) myself on having never been addicted to cigarettes, alcohol, drugs.

But food? Can you really be addicted to FOOD? Who woulda' really thunk it? Food is kicking my butt!!

Today - once again - I resolved to be "good" ... we had a wholesome, nutritious breakfast. I brought carrot sticks and fat free ranch dressing for a morning snack. I had a mini-pita roll with 3 slices of roast beef and one slice lean provolone - oh, and one peach. For my afternoon snack I had a small serving of strawberry jello. By the time I got off work @ 2:15 p.m., I had already consumed half of my water allotment for the day.

Not too bad.

Then I got home. I tallied up my calories and I was at 880 c. Considering I am allowing myself 1200-1400 c. right now - that was "okay" - enough for dinner.

Then I sat down to finish my homework (Stats) - due tomorrow night. I only had two questions to complete ... but I couldn't quite figure them out. It was at THIS exact moment I thought of the frosted animal cookies in the cupboard.

Nope.

Resist.

I waited and the urge passed. Phew - I did it! Then the phone ring. My new OBGYN's office with the results of my blood work ... "Your cholesterol numbers are up. They aren't terrible but the doctor would like you to follow-up with your primary physician as soon as possible to determine how he or she would like to proceed."

What? (Okay, scratch the "What?" ... Honestly, it's not like I can even pretend to be surprised. Of course my cholesterol numbers are elevated ... my eating sucks lately.)

I hung up the phone ... went to the cupboard, counted out 10 frosted animal crackers. That didn't fill me up - or at least didn't fill the void - or whatever it was I was feeding. (??)

I then grabbed two frosted strawberry poptarts ... the eating had begun. By the time dinner rolled around I was at 1500 c., so I told myself I would sit with the family but wouldn't eat because I had already consumed my calories for the day.

Do you think I stuck with that?

Nope.

I had meatloaf, mashed potatoes, two flaky biscuits, green beans ... I don't have a clue where my calorie count ended up for the day .... BUT ...

I do know why I'm not able to lose weight!

I never write down what I eat ... I guess by not writing it down I can "pretend" that the calories didn't exist? What the heck? Who am I foolin' here?

Certainly not my thighs.

I wouldn't think a person could really be addicted to food but ... my eating patterns are unhealthy and I don't exercise regularly.

I walked a few times last week and then my thighs were raw because they rubbed together (yuck - sorry ... I know ... the truth hurts).

Soooo much to learn -
Soooo far to go -
Soooo much to lose -

But I still won't give up ~


I'll keep you posted ...

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

... In God We Trust

Rebecca got a message that on this day, God wants her to know...

... that doubt is the greatest gift, - it's the space between two certainties.
Any change on its way from one place of stability to the next one, passes through a period of doubt.
Your old perspective has to disintegrate, and doubt comes in for a visit - even if only for a moment, before the new perspective takes root.
Doubt is your greatest gift, because from doubt you can go anywhere.