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Blogging Hiatus

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It’s that time again……….Summer Time!

Which means it’s time for my mid-year blog hiatus.

“Oh no, say it isn’t so,” is what you all are saying. Right??? Don’t lie, I hear the roar of your voices begging me to stay. But I must go. I must indulge in a much needed blog break.

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Lucky you, you won’t have to listen to me all summer long. That, alone, is priceless.

I’ll see you all back here again in the Fall.

Have an awesome summer!

Photo by Chayathon Wong

Becoming Road RAGE-less (Remix)

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I’ll whip around you like a bolt of lightning if you pull out in front of me and drive like a turtle. I won’t conform to the long line of mergers when two lanes are turning into one—I’ll ride out the second lane to the bitter end before I merge. I’ll honk my horn behind you if you take forever to pull off at a green light.

As you can see, I hate sharing the road. I like to get to where I’m gettin’ without all the yahoos in my way. I know, I know, how absurd am I, right? Right.

But let me plead my case. First of all, I am so NOT a southern driver. I honed my driving skills on the streets of Chicago where you’d literally get chewed up and spit out if you couldn’t keep up with the pace. So when moving to North Carolina several years ago, one of the hardest adjustments I’ve been having to make was accepting the southern way of driving.

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I used to work and hang out in Chicago for a lotta, lotta years, so aggressive city driving is in my bones. It’s hard to shake. Plus, I feel like if I do shake it, I’ll lose my edge and become my worst nightmare……a lollygagging driver. Oh my! But maybe that’s a good thing. My girlfriends back home were never fans of my driving and I’ve never been known to do the speed limit. So maybe I’m surrounded by southern drivers for a reason. Maybe now that I’m getting older, wiser, and more at peace with myself, I can become more at peace with the road. Because after all…”What’s the rush?”

Photo by Ali Haider

*This post is part of the month-long blog theme “Remixing May“

The Disconnected Dance (Remix)

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Okay, here’s the thing. I know when I’m out of line. I know when I’ve said one too many things or have stepped over the boundaries—most times. And then there are those times when you get that look. That— “I can’t believe she said that”— look. Or that awkward silence after you speak.

It’s the silence that makes you rush to replay your last sentence in your head. Hoping to find the flaw that caused the silence or the look. But to you, there is no flaw. To you, what you said was perfectly fine. To you, all is well and right with the world. Therefore, the awkwardness is their problem not yours. Right?

Wrong. This is considered a disconnect. A break in the flow. A cause for pause—which was caused by you. But it’s not the disconnect that concerns me. It’s the dance. Do you ever get tired of dancing around people? Hoping not to offend, put off, or disconnect them? Always trying to figure out what’s the politically correct thing to say or do.

Don’t lie. I know you do. We all do. But it’s a part of life. The part where we have to be polite, courteous, and considerate of others. Yet that doesn’t make the dance any less annoying. That doesn’t mean it simply doesn’t suck. It sucks—most of the time.
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And it’s exhausting. Especially if you’ve been dancing all day long. By the end of the day, all the bobbing and weaving leaves me emotionally spent and I have to retreat. To fold within myself and ward off social contact. To submerge in a moment of quiet to redirect, reflect, and recuperate in order to prepare for tomorrow’s dance.

Because who are we if we’re unable to dance? Unable to be polite, courteous, and considerate of others.

 

*This post is part of the month-long blog theme “Remixing May“

 

Remixing May

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I was thumbing through old blog posts from two years ago, and decided I wanted to re-post some of my favorites for the month of May. And of course I can’t enact a monthly blog theme without giving it an official name. Thus, “Remixing May” was born.

I’ll start you off with some severe laughter.

I first saw this video several years ago and it still cracks me up today. If you need a laugh, one click will get you there. You’re welcome.

 

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Are You The Rain? (Remix)

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When forgiveness is required, automatically we think it’s because of wrong doings others inflict upon us or wrong doings we inflict upon others.

Rarely do we think in terms of forgiveness as it relates to what we inflict upon ourselves.

When I saw this photo it made me think of my relationship with myself. I wondered how good am I at forgiving myself and if I am truly the rain in my relationship with myself? After all, we are our own worst critics. We criticize, badger, belittle, condemn, and pass judgment on ourselves way too much. So today I took some time to be the rain—to cleanse, wash away and forgive myself for:

  • nursing old wounds instead of allowing them to heal
  • expecting too much from myself
  • expecting too little from myself
  • ignoring my needs to please others
  • ignoring others when I don’t feel the need to please
  • being a nighttime comfort food eater
  • being a participant on the roller coaster weight loss/gain plan
  • not acknowledging my strength, my intellect, my humor
  • sometimes forgetting to rely on my spiritual power
  • bouts of being inauthentic while craving authenticity
  • not always using my time wisely and effectively
  • hiding from my family when I’m not in a “family friendly” mood
  • hiding from my friends when I’m not in a “friend friendly” mood
  • focusing too much on future goals instead of enjoying current blessings

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There you have it. My rain list. But here’s the thing, I’ll have to do it all over again tomorrow because I’ll have a new list of things to cleanse and forgive. Of course, it’s an ongoing process. And until I can reach consistent unconditional love and forgiveness for myself, I’m pretty sure there’ll always be a rain list.

What about you? Are you the rain? Can you cleanse, wash away, and forgive yourself?

 

NOTE:  This is a remix of a previous blog post I wrote two years ago and found it still relevant today (and always) because I was sitting in my office wallowing in my own pity party not knowing what to do. I eventually realized wallowing in pity serves nothing and no one so I decided to be the rain to cleanse and forgive myself. I tweaked this post a bit from the original but the message is still the same.