Racing rats

This week has effectively sidelined all best laid plans. I was working from home, which I cannot express my gratitude for the ability to do, so I was highly distracted and pulled in many directions. I felt like I was a piece of taffy being pulled, almost to the breaking point, in a few instances. My kiddo was demanding and couldn’t understand that I had a meeting with my boss over video. She was frustrating me to no end. Because I was home, she thought it was party time. The pets thought this, as well, it seems. On any given day, they spend several hours in their crates without issue, and yet, if I put them in there during an important virtual meeting with my global team, all hell breaks loose. If I were ever to have a remote job, I’d have to invest in an office outside the house, because juggling all these demanding creatures is for the birds.

So, as anyone that is following along can attest, I didn’t even come close to my writing goal this week. On one hand, I could be angry or frustrated with myself for not keeping up on a thing that I not only promised myself, but promised others. However, I know that life happens and sadly, I’m only a human, as I’ve mentioned in this blog countless times. I have to be able to give myself the grace to not achieve what I intend sometimes. I would not lambast a person close to me because they were busy with family and work obligations, and didn’t make time to write a blog for a few days. Would you?

Again, as I’ve mentioned, I’m going to create space for myself, as if I were a close friend or family member. Doing this, is exceptionally challenging when running the rat race.

For a brief moment, I got to leave the race, and run my own. There are parts of that I miss desperately. There are other parts of that scenario, in which I would never wish on my worst enemy. But overall, the experience was beautiful and stressful. The new race that I’m running is a familiar one in many ways. I’ve traveled this path before, and it’s predictable in it’s construction, despite the location being different. The challenge to this race is multifold. Dealing with people is often the most challenging part. Beyond dealing with the same people day in and day out in a confined space, is the work itself. Most of my daily activities revolve around the same two or three tasks, more or less repeating themselves for at least eight hours a day, five days a week. It’s truly exhausting to “look busy” when in fact, you’re bored to tears.

In my race, I have a hard and fast rule. If at the six month point of any position, I am not riveted by the work or exceptionally loyal to the people I work with, I cut the cord. There has to be a reason that I say past six months. Does this look great on a resume? Nope. It’s surely hurt my job search in the past. However, I am not going to be miserable for an indeterminate amount of time, simply to make my resume look good to someone I’ve never met, in the possible future. It’s not how I’m wired. My time and energy are too valuable. And I respect my employers more than just occupying space that is not a good fit. I respect their time and money, and want them to have someone who LOVES working there. If it’s not me, I’ve got to move on.

In our personal lives, how often do we endure things that do not serve us? How do we allow things to continue that are draining, exhausting, and leave us bored? How many times do we let emotional vampires suck our energy completely dry? This is why I cut it, when things no longer serve me. If I don’t have a reason to stay, I’m out.

Once upon a time, I thought this was weakness. I thought that I was a coward for bailing out on things that did not excite me. However, I realized that it takes an incredible amount of courage to not only make a rule, but to stick to it, without question. It’s also an investment in yourself, by appreciating your time, energy, attention, and emotional awareness. You have to understand your feelings to pin point all of these things. The rat race may still have to be ran, but we do have the power to decide how we run it.

Thanks for reading.

The Train

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The “trolley dilemma” is a well known theory posited by a philosopher in the 1960s, regarding impossible scenarios and moral or ethical conflict. To learn more about the history (which is fascinating, while macabre) check out this link HERE. In it’s essence, if you were a trolley conductor, would you divert the train from hitting 5 people, but still killing one on the other track?

Life, as I’ve discussed dozens of times before, is MESSY. We are frequently faced with impossible situations where “someone” doesn’t make it out. But what does one do in these situations? Some people say for the good of many, sacrifice one. Others stay the course, and still others, are totally paralyzed by the gravity of weighted choices with potentially negative outcomes. Death, of course, is the ultimate price and rarely are most of us faced with life or death situations. However, there are some real-world consequences for all of our choices, even if death isn’t immediately one of them.

Naturally, one of those kinds of hard choices, the impossible ones, with no good options, has recently reared its ugly head. The outcomes are unknowable, obviously, but the pain of MAKING the decision is uncomfortable and challenging. Since I’m only one of the parties having to make this decision, there’s also a certain level of guilt associated with it. Asking someone to make a hard decision is difficult in itself, but feeling like you’re crashing someone’s car, is another level entirely.

So back to the trolley/train. When faced with an impossible choice, what does one do? Morally, ethically, practically? As a Buddhist, how do you focus on compassion, and also not attach yourself to the outcome? Just these questions alone feel impossible. I can tell you for certain, that few things in life are easy, and those that are, typically aren’t worth it. But at the same time, it is my responsibility to inflict the least damage on those around me in the process. I have been the cause of so much destruction recently, and that doesn’t seem to be letting up right now. The effects of these choices will be long- standing and far- reaching, affecting a number of lives and that weighs heavy on my heart.

As I mentioned before, these issues that have come up are definitely nowhere near the level of death or injury, but there are emotional considerations that are significant. By no means are the things in my life any more important than that of anyone else, or meant to disparage anyone/anything. It’s difficult to be concerned about our own lives, especially with the weight of current events all around us. However, those things are out of my hands entirely. I can only control what I can control, and right now, this is it. I can control my words and actions, and that’s about it. Unfortunately, some of these words and actions haven’t been the greatest, nor ideally timed. But as I’ve also said many times, I’m a simple human and prone to making mistakes that I can learn from. Hopefully, I’m able to learn whatever lessons that accompany this life experience swiftly. And the first time, for a change.

Anyway, I hope that none of you reading this have to make no- win choices and those of you that are, know that you’re not alone. And finally, to one person specifically, I’m sorry this sucks. It sucks for me too.

Bliggity Blog

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Life is funny sometimes all the time. It certainly sucks less when you approach it with a sense of humor.

This week has been challenging and I could have definitely changed how I reacted in a few situations. But I’m human and still learning and growing. I’ve made an internal promise that I will no longer talk to myself in a way that I would not talk to a person close to me. I’ve even done my best to curb the internal dialogue in my head, the one that loves to concoct stories about my worth, which are simply not true. I’ve also fallen short of my goal of four times per week, writing this blog. I am fully aware that I have made a few choices to do something else with my time, and am not beating myself about it, as I would have in the past. Again, human being, with humans in my life that also require and deserve my attention.

In positive news, we here have decided to make some healthy, positive changes to our daily routines. The primary one is getting a gym membership at the local YMCA. I’ve been out of competitive sports for a number of years and I have decided that my sedentary lifestyle as of late, is creating problems in my psyche. I have been using time and childcare as a crutch for why I couldn’t work out, and finances are finally lining up the way they’re supposed to. This Y also has a daycare center onsite, which will be really convenient when my temporary work assignment ends. Additionally, when the weather is garbage in the upper midwest, we will have a nearby place to workout and warm up.

I’m really excited to have something to do in the evenings that isn’t dealing with pets and home and nonsense adult things. Instead, we can be active, and do things that are healthy for our minds and spirits. My partner is potentially less excited than me, but he will live. The kiddo doesn’t even know what it means, but she’s going to the gym to hang out with other kids. And learn to swim. That’s also something I’m very excited about. She needs to know how to swim for so many reasons. We live in a state where “lake life” is a real thing. Oddly enough, after living in a sun state for several years, she still doesn’t know how to independently.

In addition to having a rad place to exercise close to home, we are just doing our best to live our best lives and be good humans. I’ve been doing everything I can to be positive and patient with all things and people who cross my path. Being grateful has helped significantly with all these things. I’ve been listening to tons of audiobooks from the library website, which has added enrichment to my days, and provided much insight into humanity. This habit has allowed me to focus on a number of things that I’m working on. And that makes me happier in general.

Thanks for reading.

Dear Advice Columnist…

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How many of us have read an advice column? How many have even considered (or actually done it!) written into one, asking a complete stranger for help on a problem we are facing? I can raise my hand on that one. Both hands, actually. How many of us reach out to trusted friends or family for guidance when our brains and/or hearts are not working for us? Yeah, me too. What’s interesting about advice, is that many times we are simply looking for validation of an answer or decision that we’ve already come to on our own. So rarely we trust our intuition on these things, and it’s for infinite reasons. This is by no means a judgement, because I’ve done my fair share of all these things and will likely do them in the future.

For a number of years, I had a very close friend that I called my Spiritual Advisor. He’s older and much wiser than I. He and I are not as close as we once were, but relationships can be that way sometimes. I still adore him and value his presence not only as my friend, but as a human on this earth. He is an invaluable resource for knowledge and insight. Why I bring this up is that I could go to him with anything. It could be something stupid that a 25 year old girl would ask, or it could be some sort of deep and metaphysical inquiry. Either way, he was a seasoned individual that I still, implicitly, trust with my life. Not everyone has a person like this in their lives, and I’m aware just how very blessed I have been to have several people that I love, honor me with their guidance.

It’s become increasingly clear that I am this person to several of my close friends too. Maybe not to quite to that degree, but I’ve been increasingly humbled by the fact that those in my circle trust me enough that my opinion matters to them. I think as I’ve grown older and wiser myself, many of the lessons from my Spiritual Advisor have really begun to sink into my skull and become truths in my life. I find myself remembering seeds of wisdom he imparted on me over a decade ago, and I get to share them with people I love. This is something that has been weighing on my mind as of late as well. I get to share what I know about life and all the things with people I love.

I have lived a number of lifetimes in this body, as I’ve mentioned previously on this blog. Some of these lives I barely remember, simply because I’ve stacked life on top of those old days that no longer serve me. However, I’m inclined to get back in touch with those old lives and memories. I feel as if, while they might be painful to recall, I have to believe that I have the skills to overcome whatever might rise up from the recollection and it will give me the opportunity to grow from the experiences once again. It’s not often that people can learn from their lessons multiple times, or would choose to. But I’m ready to put that to the test, at some point.

In the meantime, I’ve been consuming as much as I’m able to about all kinds of topics. I currently have five audiobooks checked out from the library, and at least 25 more in my wish list. That’s not even to account for the dozen or so I’ve got on hold, for when they come available. It’s crazy to think how many books I’ve blown through recently. However, I’ve found a few topics that I’m just CONSUMED by lately, and there’s a lot of books on each of them widely available. I’m so grateful for good authors and narrators. An outstanding narrator is really an unsung hero, in my eyes.

If you are fortunate enough to have someone in your life that is a resource for advice and support, I’m so happy for you and hope that it only grows. If not, my heart goes out to you, and genuinely hope that you find the guidance that you seek in a person or some other format, be it book, audiobook, column, etc. I also send everyone reading love and light.

Thanks for reading.

What’s the worst that can happen?

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Humans are exceptional at creating things. We can build unthinkable structures, make things that defy reason, and also, we can create a worst-case-scenario that would never, could never, ever come to pass. These “what-ifs” keep us safe and help us negotiate an uncertain world. But these thoughts and actions also prevent us from taking steps toward an unencumbered, beautiful life. I have found myself giving advice to people close to me recently, and the thoughts that I shared were simple: To change your life, you must take the step, and the net will appear. If you are sitting comfortably (or uncomfortably, as it were) in your rut, you cannot see the net that will inevitably catch you. You have to take the step, so the net will appear in your limited field of view.

Have you ever felt yourself stagnating in a soul-sucking job that you hate? Limiting the energy you have for friends, family, self-care, and all of the other things that make this life worth living? I can tell you I’ve had more than my fair share of these experiences. But the paycheck, or the freedom, or comfort, or something else that I tell myself keeps me there far longer than I’d care to be. Thus draining my will and sapping my motivation. There almost assuredly comes a breaking point in these situations, in which I hit the point of no return. This point has been getting shorter and shorter as I age. Maybe it’s my threshold for bullshit is lower, or simply I recognize that my life is more valuable than this, sooner. I don’t know. But I’ve determined that once I get there, nothing will stop me from changing SOMETHING.

Sometimes, what has to change is my mindset. Perhaps I need to view the situation as temporary and muscle through it. Often times, that’s just not my jam. Rather, I cut the cord and bail the hell out. Not everyone has the fortitude to just cut and run from things that no longer serve them. However, it’s a skill I was not born with either. It’s taken years of therapy, self-help books, and constantly reaffirming that I am the master of my own buffet experience. I’m driving this car, and I’ll be damned if I don’t make it to wherever I’m going. I spent countless years of my life afraid and complacent in situations that I had no business entertaining, let alone neck deep in. I was in relationships that were toxic, jobs that caused massive panic attacks and suicidal ideations. I worked for abusive managers, held on tightly to friendships that were so one-sided, that they were causing me mental anguish. None of these situations served me. In abandoning them, what’s the worst that could happen?

For a very long time, I considered that absolute worst things imaginable in these situations. But, changing my situation caused decidedly ZERO of them to come to fruition. In fact, the exact opposite almost always happened. In many of these cases, the best possible things occurred. I changed my outlook, learned something new about myself and others, and I freed up space in my psyche for good things to enter. The best part? Good things ALWAYS entered in some way. Take the step and the net will appear.

A prime example of this is when I decided to start a business. It took a while to get set up, but eventually, I quit my job (for several reasons not related to the business, and much earlier than anticipated). I was terrified. I spent more than a year building something truly amazing. I had a staff that were unparalleled, customers that became like family, and created a community of other businesses and people that are still thriving today. However, despite best intents and efforts, I had to close my establishment. It was devastating. I felt as though I truly let down my community, and in many ways, I did. I let down people who trusted me, and believed in me. I couldn’t go a day without sobbing uncontrollably. It was a slow-motion train wreck, and many of us saw it coming, but when I had to pull the plug, I felt lost and hopeless. I had already accepted a job that was beneath my needs financially, but I was trying to make everything work. It didn’t. Meanwhile, my personal life was also in shambles. I was taking hits from all angles and I couldn’t find the light. There came a moment when I had a good, hard look at my situation though. I determined that I couldn’t wallow a second longer. I had to walk out of this with my head high for what we accomplished, against all odds. I had to live a life of love and gratitude.

This is when the net appeared. I took a step toward the light, toward gratitude, and there was a safety net. The worst HAD happened. I lost almost everything I had been building for years. But my outlook changed and I was, and still am, more grateful for the lessons than I could have ever been otherwise. Everything that I set out to do I accomplished in short order and then it was over. My panic attacks in the middle of the night were also over. I used to wake up in night terrors over the pressure and responsibility I felt for my employees and community at large. I’m still digging myself out of the financial pit closing a retail business entails. And by no means it is easy or fun. However, I feel amazing. I’m truly grateful for everything that happened and that is still happening.

I’ve moved across the country and started a whole new life, while still paying off old items. I’m in a MUCH better situation mentally, financially, and emotionally. I am better equipped to handle the struggles we face with humor and gratitude. I’m showing my kiddo that it’s ok to fail, and that if you make things right with people, even slowly, it’ll be alright. Progress is sometimes slow, but the effort is what people want to see. Not only that, but I feel better for making things right. I couldn’t live with myself knowing that I made life harder for a fellow small business.

Anyway, in times where it looks like everything is falling apart, everything could just be falling into place. You never know what awaits you when you let the universe work it’s magic. I can guarantee that it’s beyond your wildest dreams, if you let it. You have to take the step, for the net to appear.

Thanks for reading.

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