Vision isn’t just what you see with your eyes. It is your ultimate destination.
Photo by me. Muir Woods, Ca.
Quote by me.
It started in May with a serious choice to be healthier. So I added some goodies to my diet. I can’t say they’ve helped, and I can’t say they’ve hurt. I cook with the coconut oil, or use it as a carrier oil for my lavender. It helps my dry feet. I can’t see any improvement in my skin, hair, or nails. That’s just the long and the short of it.
I’ve faithfully worked out at least 3 days a week, sometimes 5 with a combination of Zumba, Yoga, Weights, and walking.
Results? Results? Results?
All my clothes, zip, button, and hang like they should.
I got an odd compliment from my husband, he says I’m now a “one handed fanny”. He does have large hands, and I’m glad I now fit into just one. Jeesh.
Improved muscle tone. I don’t cringe seeing my legs in a pair of shorts. I’m not brave enough to photo the gams just yet.
Sleeping is better, not so many bad dreams.
No weight loss to speak of, but then again, I haven’t been on a scale recently. It doesn’t rate Sexy, or Confident, so I banished the scale to the garage.
My left calf muscle has really enjoyed Zumba. After my Achilles reconstruction, I lost a good 30% of my calf to atrophy. It didn’t like 6 weeks in a cast, 8 weeks in a walking boot, and 12 weeks of physical therapy. Regaining that muscle has been a challenge, and up until last May, it would spasm on me at night, and ache all the time.
With Zumba, I’ve regained some of my calf, and no more spasms at night. I don’t have the quick feet that you need for some of the steps, but I can modify the routines to work for me, and I’m getting quicker every session.
I’ve been participating in Yoga for about 45 days now. It’s a slower result, but I’m a little more flexible than I was.
So on this lovely Tuesday. I’m grateful for the time I’ve had to focus on getting healthier. I’m grateful for the decreased stress, and the supportive family.
What gets you out of bed in the morning shouting “I have to!…”
Other than a child crying….nothing moves me out of bed because I have to.
In the last 22 years of my professional life, I have set goals. I’ve been measured, weighed, met, and not met goals. I’ve been ignored, left to my own devices and exceeded goals. I’ve been at the top of the production chart, and at the bottom. Ironically, I made more money at the bottom.
I’ve been inspected, encouraged, and threatened…it means nothing to my goals. Goals are set to get people to do something, because management has to say something to the board of directors.
It really means nothing other than your bosses’ bonus and over promise of delivery.
There is something that I’ve learned in the last 30 years of being poked, prodded, manipulated, and threatened…..
Everything happens in its time. Nothing I force ever works out. No amount of analyzing “why” makes a difference. No “goal” has ever driven me higher than my own connecting, and being true to myself has ever done.
If I follow another’s path, I make myself foolish.
Authenticity is what creates my opportunity.
So I am grateful today for the ability to read a situation, and work according to what’s needed for my clients, knowing that in the end…..it will all work out.
I had to go back to look at my first post for 2014, and get a good reminder of my frame of mind for starting out the new year last year.
New Years comes around on a regularity, you can’t stop time. It marches on in steady procession.
Last year at this time, I was on the cusp on a new job. I really enjoy my new job, and I am looking forward to dedicating my full attention to it after having to prioritize the family issues that needed my attention from April till now. I’m so blessed to have found a ‘work family’ who completely supported me while I went from hospital to hospital across the country to be with loved ones who needed me.
At the start of 2014, I was limiting my expectations on people to reduce disappointment. My main goals were to cultivate gratitude, and learn something new.
I’m grateful that I got my first motorcycle, and my husbands patience with me as I get better and better at riding it.
I learned some new technology, and realized that it was not superior in any way to the technology I knew. Lessons learned. Thank You Apple for taking me back.
I was restored to a life long friend. What a blessing.
My husband took me on a wonderful 20th anniversary/50th birthday trip, and I got to have a fabulous hot air balloon ride. Yes, I took that picture with my phone!
We hiked the Muir Woods, and had a blast!
A year filled with great books to read. Thank you Clive Cussler, Dan Brown, David Baldacci, Vince Flynn, and Markus Zusak for your wonderful works. Thank you for keeping me company in the airports, hotels and restaurants. I’m sorry that I have read the last of Vince Flynn’s stories of Mitch Rapp. What a loss. Blessings of Peace to the Flynn family.
My mother is no longer suffering, and has gone home to be with the Lord.
My grandmother followed shortly there after to join her, and lived a fabulous 99 years. We will celebrate her home-going in a few days. It is very odd to think that my cousins and I are now the oldest of the female line of this family. All our mothers, aunts, and grandmothers are gone now. Whoosh. That is just weird.
My son is doing wonderfully, and only using his pace maker 3-5% of the time.
2014 was fraught with challenges, successes, new things, saying hello, and saying goodbye.
My hopes for 2015 on this first day of the New Year, is that it is the best year ever. May it be filled with Grace, Peace, Favor, and Prosperity.
I don’t know what it will bring, but I know whatever comes my way, I have wonderful people in my life that will make going through worth while.
Thank you to everyone who has visited, commented, liked, and reblogged. My very best to all of you.
Cheers to cultivating the thorns out of 2015! Keep pulling those weeds.
It is a late Sunday afternoon, and my mind is drifting toward next week.
I’m content and happy with this lovely day, and I’m looking forward to next week.
Set your mind on the good things that could happen for you next week. Focus on the good, and watch it bloom.
I am becoming the most successful me I can be.
Is this true? I’m not sure…..but it’s made me think.
I realize that this type of statement is very contrary to the goal setting-resolution traditions of starting a new year, but this got me thinking. I’m not against a provocative statement to stir things up.
What are my expectations for 2014? How do I separate my expectations from my goals? Why would an expectation turn to resentment?
I expect to be happy, and I generally am. I expect to have good days, and generally I do. I expect to wake up, work hard, and move forward. What I have noticed is that unhappiness comes from expecting from others, and that can be a recipe for disaster. Especially if they don’t know what’s expected. Why put that pressure on someone?
I had to do some soul searching, Am I expecting too much of my family? Am I expecting too much from my friends? Have I put pressure on those I love through expectations instead of reasonable requests, open communication, and respectful dialogue? How do I respond to the pressure of expectations from others?
I didn’t like my answers to most of those questions.
So, in 2014 I think the main goal I will set for myself, is not to ‘expect’ things from other people, but I will be grateful for everything. I will have to measure that by checking up on myself.
Since starting this blog last April, my goal was to cultivate gratitude. I’ve found so much to be thankful for. The richness of this life is beyond compare, especially the simple things.
I’m so grateful for 2014, my family, my friends, my health, and most of all my faith. Focusing on gratitude gives me so much more to be grateful for, it just grows and grows. I’m grateful for your kindness in reading my blog, getting my 2 am email notifications of a new post, and sharing your comments with me.
My wish for you is that 2014 is the best year for you. May all that you touch be blessed.