Inside Job

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Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt was: “in-” Find a word that begins with the prefix “in” or use the word itself anywhere in your post.

Happiness is an inside job. All kinds of crazy things go on in my head. Is it possible that other people think crazy stuff too? Inside their heads? Inside my head lives a wonderland of torment and ecstasy and everything in between.  The torment often comes from comparing my insides to other people’s outsides. I know this in my head. I know now, that other people aren’t really so cool and confident as I used to believe they were. I’ve learned that inside other people’s heads can be a mess too.

Would it be fun or insane if we could know what’s going on in each other’s minds? Would we think better thoughts if we knew people could see inside? Who cares? We can’t do that. We might think we can, and sometimes that gets us in trouble.

All I can really do as far as all that goes, is clean up my own back yard. I cannot read your mind. I can ask you to tell me what’s in there. And I can listen carefully and watch my imagination to keep it from assuming too much.

Somebody said they had no business being in their own head alone, that it was a dangerous neighborhood to go into alone. I don’t feel that way. I like being in my own mind. Just not all the time. And I need to keep it clean. Don’t need to let those insidious negative thoughts get a foothold in my head.

Happiness is an inside job. That’s where I started. I can choose what thoughts I want to push out and which ones I want to delve into. I choose the ones that make me happy, more and more. I’m learning to indulge in good thoughts.

It’s possible to be happy, but not so much if you’re a Turkey. I’m not going to eat Turkey for that very reason. And I’m going to think about what I’m happy about. What I’m thankful for.

Inside my head is a better place than it used to be.

Happy Thanksgiving.

 

If you’d like to join the fun of Stream of Consciousness Saturday, go here:

http://lindaghill.com/2014/11/21/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-november-2214/

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!

Eating Healthy During the Holidays

JoAnne Silvia:

This too, is possible.

Originally posted on Loving Me, Too:

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Fruit on our Honeymoon Balcony in Key Largo

I have to face the truth.

I’ve gained over 10 pounds since I got married on December 1, 2012.  My husband has gained about the same.  A lot of it was during holidays.

I’m comforted by what I heard just the other day:

A little extra padding around the tummy is a sign of a committed relationship. 

That’s sweet but dangerous for someone with a history of more than a little extra padding, especially going into the holidays,.

I went from 220 to 190 before my first pregnancy, then down to 132 before my second pregnancy, to 150 (my original goal weight) during the second pregnancy, and eventually stabilized around 145 by the time I met my soul mate again in 2011…….

Enough with the numbers! I know the numbers don’t mean that much. Being healthy is the priority.

I know what…

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It’s Possible to Stop Smoking For Good

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Photo by Ayla Likens

(Original version posted November 19, 2013)

The Great American Smokeout is coming once again. On the Thursday before Thanksgiving, smokers get the opportunity to quit, knowing others are facing the same challenge. If you smoke, Thursday could be a practice run. Or it could be the day you quit for good. All those other times you tried, but didn’t make it were practice.  If you go three days without smoking, or just three waking hours, that’s practice.

I know it’s not an easy habit to break. That’s because smoking isn’t just a habit, it’s an addiction. If you do something twenty times a day, there will be many potential triggers to contend with.

Mark Twain is credited with saying that quitting smoking is easy because he did it hundreds of times.

During the 10 years I smoked, I must have tried to quit at least 20 times. Back in the late 70′s, I’d regularly quit for an hour or two. One day, I threw half a pack of cigarettes in the trash only to fish them out again two hours later. Then, after smoking one, I broke the rest in half , so next time I had to tape them back together again. They tasted awful when I got to the taped part. This is not recommended. Once, I ran what was left in the pack under the kitchen faucet. They sort of fell apart when I tried to dry them out in the oven. So eventually I went out and bought another pack.

I quit for several months until I thought I could smoke occasionally like a couple of my friends. First I started bumming off my friends, then I regressed to buying whole packs. I tried to hide my addiction from my family. When I got caught, I was ashamed, but fell back into full blown relapse.

Every effort and every relapse taught me lessons. I learned that when it came to cigarettes, I was an addict. I could not smoke occasionally. I learned I had to stay away from triggers as much as possible. I finally quit for good after I studied addiction and recovery, and after I got sick and tired of throwing away my money and gasping for breath when I climbed a flight of stairs. Smoking never did fit with my values. I loved nature. I was supposed to be promoting health. It didn’t make sense. I had to have faith that a power greater than myself could restore me to sanity.

I needed a plan.

I read everything I could get my hands on about quitting smoking. I wrote down the benefits of  quitting including how much money I would save. I made long lists of alternatives- things I would do when I wanted a cigarette, like blowing bubbles, taking a walk, looking at pictures of diseased lungs, taking a shower, screaming into a pillow- whatever it took. I made a commitment.

The first week was the hardest. I put a dollar a day in a jar for each day I was smoke free. (That’s what a pack cost back in the old days)  Over the next few months, the cravings became less intense and further apart. After 60 days I bought myself a beautiful  tapestry with my reward money and hung it on my living room wall like a trophy. After 30 years, I’m usually turned off by cigarette smoke. But every couple years, upon smelling a faint whiff of cigarette smoke, I reminisce for about half a second.

Then I shake my head with a shudder and remember how thankful I am to be smoke free.

If you smoke and want to quit, it can be done.

The American Lung Association’s Freedom from Smoking Program teaches the four Ds:

Delay

Deep Breathing

Drink Water

Do something else

The cool thing about the four D’s is you can use them to help break any habit, or addiction, as one tool set of tools in your tool box.

For more information, go to

www.cancer.org/healthy/stayawayfromtobacco/

www.lung.org/stop-smoking/

Let me know if I can help!

Water (A Stream of Consciousness Reconciliation)

I used yesterday’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday post to rant. Maybe I needed to rant, because I don’t do that much. Just sometimes, and then it’s usually just inside my head. But now that that’s out of my system,  I wish I’d written about water. Linda Hill’s  prompt included the key word: element, as in earth/wind/fire/water. Though I love them all- I love to walk in the woods, and breathe the smell of the earth- I think water is my favorite. Today anyway. I wonder if it’s because I’m a fire sign (according to the zodiac) and water calms my fire.

Water is smooth, even when she’s crashing full of energy.

I love to let her waves caress my skin.

Or splash me awake,

Or tickle me with foam.

I love to watch the wavy patterns of light

Dancing on the bottom of the blue pool.

Under water is deep peace.

A dream to live there and not have to come up;

Breathing magically, moving gracefully.

Maybe I was a whale.

Water is what I am made of.

Water calms my fire,

Quiets my fear.

Deep down inside me.

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Gassy Rant

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The Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt was elements: air/earth/fire/water. Earth and Water are my favorite elements, but I picked air to write about here.

The air is getting colder, both outside and inside my house, even though I have a couple of electric space heaters going. They should be here within thirty minutes to replace the natural gas line running along side my house that connects to the primary heater and the stove. The forecast is for a  low 31 degrees F  for tonight.

It’s been  a bit of an ordeal today, which is Friday, because that’s when I write my SoCS post for Saturday.

For a couple weeks, I’ve smelled gas in front of my house and sometimes inside. Not all the time, but a few days a week. I called the natural gas company and the guy said I had to call back when I smelled it. So, I called last night and the guy came out and used his magic wand gas detector that beeped around the gas meter and the line next to the house. He cut off the gas and said we could call a plumber or heating and air person to replace line.

Our regular plumber said he didn’t do gas, but referred us to another plumber who I called this morning and that company doesn’t do gas either. They suggested I call the gas company again.

The gas company gatekeeper transferred me to home service who transferred me to sales who transferred me to another service who said I had a warranty and it should be covered.  I didn’t even think about a warranty, but apparently that makes a difference. That person gave me a number to called which ended up being the inspector who’d come out the night before who told us to call a plumber or heating and air person. He said the warranty did not cover the repair because it was outside the house. I hadn’t thought much about the warranty. I was looking for a referral for  who could replace my gas line. I told him I felt I was getting run around in circles and he said, “No you’re not.” He said it with an air of authority, like he knew for sure he was right.

Then I tried to explain to him why I felt I was being run around in circles, having been referred back to him by the company, and he said, “No you’re not. It’s not our fault your gas line is broken.” Then he said something about all the other people who’s gas line’s they already had to fix.

I had not had my breakfast yet and having low blood sugar, I asked him for his name again and said thank you very much.  Then I went to have some microwave oatmeal.

Next, I worked on trying to get a hold of some kind of customer service supervisor. I got a nice lady from the home office and told her my story. She said she’s get back to me. A while later the local supervisor called me and I told him the story. He said he hadn’t known about what his employee had told me, but would talk to him because it wasn’t the employee’s call to decide about the warranty. I said I didn’t want to deal with that employee again, but was told he was the only one who could do the work. (Great!)

About 45 minutes later, the local supervisor called me back and said they’d be here this afternoon to fix the gas line. I said thank you.

Now, I don’t even want to talk to the guy who said, “No you’re not,” twice and blah blah blah. Unless he is going to apologize. Oh, did I mention I made several phone calls to find out who else can replace a gas line? Apparently these people are not easy to find. Maybe I should look into an electric stove. But I do like cooking with gas.

Now I’m starting to recognize this as one of those opportunities to practice compassion and forgiveness. Oh joy.

The guy is probably overworked and underpaid, though he is certainly in high demand, so why would he be underpaid? He needs help………. in area the customer service skills. And he didn’t seem to like dogs last night, but let’s not go there…..  What I meant to say, was he needs  some one to help him keep up with all this demand. I need help getting my gas line replaced. Maybe I need help being compassionate with this guy who I don’t want to talk to. I’ll let you know how it goes later in the comments section.

If you’d like to join in the Stream of Consciousness Saturday Prompt and Post, and see other responses, visit

http://lindaghill.com/2014/11/14/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-november-1514/

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!

Coming Out of the Woods with a Smile

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There is such a thing as a good news story.

You might think a two year old who’d been lost in the woods overnight would be found tearful and traumatized. But when Brooklyn Lynn Lilly was found in the woods of Michigan, 22 hours after she wandered off, she came out with a beautiful smile on her face and said:

“I love it in the woods.”

Here’s the story:

http://www.aol.com/article/2014/11/07/police-dog-finds-missing-2-year-old-unharmed-in-the-woods/20990439/?ncid=webmail3

Maybe Brooklyn wasn’t alone in the woods. I believe at least one guardian angel was with her. I like to think maybe  it was a special guardian angel who likes the woods.  I wouldn’t mind trying that job, say, 40 years from now.  And God was with Brooklyn too.

Thank you, God!

Thank you, guardian angels!

Thank you, Jax, the rescue dog who found Brooklyn with help from his human partner!

Being a lover of the woods too, I’m curious to know what Brooklyn saw, what she felt.

Was she a nature girl  before she wandered off? Or did she experience something special on her adventure that made her love the woods?

Where did she get that positive attitude?  Did it help keep her alive? Did it help the love of her guardian angel get through to her?

I wonder who she will grow up to be.

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Stay safe, Brooklyn Lynn Lilly.

There will be time for more adventures when you are a little older.

Honoring our Four Legged Heroes

Animal War Dogs

“At our Capitol Hill briefing in July we not only called on the Congress to ensure a safe ride home and happy retirement for all military working dogs and contract working dogs, but we also asked the private sector to step up and establish a veterinary care fund for these dogs after they come home.”

                   Dr. Robin Ganzert, American Humane Association President and CEO

This link recognizes one team’s work care for military dogs today:

http://news.yahoo.com/american-humane-association-u-war-dogs-association-red-110000122.html;_ylt=AwrBJR5XK2JUfTcAidXQtDMD

Animal War Veterans

Thank you to all our veterans for your brave hearts and dedicated service.