September. I don't know why but today September just feels like a particularly good month...whatever your opinions of it may be, just hear me out, or at least try to. September is a month for second chances, I believe. Who cares that it is the...ninth (?) (January February March April May June July August September--yes, it is the ninth month) month on our circle about our solar system, or piece of the universe. Don't let me forget anything (I know, ha!) but let me wish you reader, a happy September (I don't care if that is the way I am supposed to say it or not, let's just stay friendly with one another)! May this month bring each of you satisfaction, peace, and joy. May each and every desire that you hold in your heart ❤ be granted. May this final hurrah that summer gives be the new, needed beginning of things in your life. Stay strong, dedicated, happy 😊, and fulfill each of your dreams...(that broken record!) it could always be worse! Don't ever give up hope! There is always a new tomorrow! Summer isn't over yet! (Tick...tock...⏰) Let me just answer any questions that may arise, everybody always has a reason to be happy, no matter what feeling they happen to be focusing on (trust me, I have bad days too). I started a new job today...if you happen to know why I am ever the optimist. 😁 Let's stop trying to beat that burning bush.
1) Get in habit of meditation/yoga daily (try and renew self with this goal, out of the busy, hectic bustle of life)-I can't believe that I am going to say this, but yoga is therapeutic, and that is a good thing. 🥴 Let me illustrate; the primary purpose in life is to somehow assess yourself (yo-ga) and provide a settling practice for yourself that you benefit from. Just in case you are wondering, that is a good definition of yoga. As realization arises of this and the hidden benefits of it, it is healthy for you (as a professional 😉) to inform oneself of the nature of this practice and the clear (and unclear, let's be honest here, shall we?) therapeutic effects of this practice as you, or I have grown as a person, along with changed, it is fair to say. A few years ago, I found it easy to find a minute or two to relax, only bothered by myself, and stretch my body in a way that was somewhat comforting to my mind. Nowadays, though I am very grateful for what I currently have in my life, I wouldn't say that as strongly; work, school, and let alone marriage can keep you very busy. I still remember, yoga is a clever workout to get the body to relax. But let me go deeper thus time, specially with the notion of therapeutic yoga. Here's a quick lesson: therapeutic yoga is the application of yoga postures and practice thereby to the treatment of health conditions and involves practice to reduce structural, physiological, emotional, spiritual pain, suffering, or limitations. In fact, yoga practices are known to enhance muscular strength along with flexibility, promote both the respiratory and cardiovascular function, reduce stress (who doesn't need that these days?), depression, anxiety, chronic pain, improve sleep patterns 😴, and overall improve the quality of life! Who is with me?
2) Make one new friend (like with a book club or something)-Before anyone out there says anything, I know that I already have plenty of friends in the book club that I (or we) already created. Maybe I worry too much...no that can't be it, but looking at this from a physiological standpoint, friends increase one's need to be needed (or fulfills, I should say). I truly do appreciate all of you out there reading this, I really do. Friends help me through the ages by increasing my own personal purpose, making me happy 😊 (smile more, like nobody is watchimg), improving my self-esteem, helping me to cope with personal traumas (please don't make me go deeper with that one) (I HATE talking about it) (I know, talking about and admitting are part of acceptance--I have taken the classes too), and helps to encourage a happy lifestyle (happy is just the best word for it). Also, believe it or not, friendship helps one to avoid several health issues in their life, including depression (opposite of happiness 🙁), high blood pressure, and an unhealthy BMI (body mass index). So reach out! Does anyone need a friend in these perilous times?
3) Cut unnecessary spending-Oh no. Living is hard, but saving is...dare I say it? Even harder! Right now, right this moment I happen to be wearing a brand new shirt that I bought yesterday that I happen to have not needed (It is a really cute shirt! And it happens to have one of my favorite alien characters on it!...Sad excuses). I guess I could be doing much worse, but in the rhythm I swear I will sustain this month I will be more frugal for the rest of it, by using these strategies to trim my unnecessary spending ahem...
-Put any bonus that I may get into savings (I won't complain once it feels like the world is ending)
-Set a shopping limit (I spent a lot of money yesterday, but in my defense, it is my husband's birthday in a few days, and we need something to party with once out work day is complete) (just filling a need(
-Embrace DIY projects. If something ain't broke, don't fix it and I like making my own stuff at home when there is time.
4) Let go of the past-I do admit that I need to work on this one pretty badly, because of the Traumatic Brain damage that I received in my past that doesn't seem to go away no matter how hard I try. I will try to be an optimist here, but just know that it is hard, real hard. I know that letting go of these painful emotions that are in my head (at least that is how some people put it) will help me in regulating my feelings much more effectively. Letting go, or being mindful has its proofs in helping overall health, I just don't want to take it too far (lest we forget Elsa ❄), I just want to just be. Because there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. (I wonder what effect--there I go! thinking too much again! 😪)
5) Read with Michael on appointed "book nights"-In case you haven't heard, I love my husband. Seriously, we are so alike, though I enjoy that factor on some notes, he makes me laugh so hard, sometimes at myself (who said that was a bad thing?). While we double over in laughter, I realize that an essential part of me is a vital part of him too. He likes to read! Though, I must admit, the books that we find the other reading differ greatly from our own, I still like it. He is reading a new book in the other room right now as I type these thoughts. These thoughts aren't random either, and he has no idea about them of their attachment to him or books at the moment (hi Mike!). Anyway, he is showing me that another person may be interested in different things, or perhaps books ("gulp") but that one teensy difference doesn't necessarily make them a bad person or representative perhaps. Everyone has their special qualities, that doesn't make them weird, it makes them unique rather (there is no such thing as a synonym). For one, when Eistein became famous, he disliked the recognition he received, even if it was positive.Before Thomas Edison died, his breath was caught in a box and given to Henry Ford (maybe it is just me, but that sounds Alice in Wonderlandesque). I try to remember though, that doesn't make them weird, that makes them them. Who knows how different the reading taste is of the pair in the picture? The Boy certainly looks like he is enjoying it more, or maybe it is just in youthful nature.
