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Happy New Year! It has been a long time since I’ve posted here. I’ve thought about it. Even sat down and gotten started. And then I’ve gotten ‘busy’ with other, more time sensitive things. Not blogging has been a bit of an albatross around my neck; a dark cloud following me, weighing me down. I’ve had a dialog with myself over and over again about how I should be writing; I’m bad because I haven’t consistently written. I’ve even tossed and turned at night and lost sleep over it. But I’ve learned a few things along the way and, in my mind, nothing is a failure if there is learning that comes of it. So, here’s what I learned.
So, it’s time for a change…
This year I will:
How about you? What are you up to for 2012?

A lot of people see me as someone who is pretty brave. I’m fairly independent and self-sufficient. I run my own business. I’m always busy with one thing or another. I, however, don’t see myself as particularly bold. I have been stopped by my fears a million times. When it happens, it feels like coming to the end of a short tether. I’m charging headlong into a project or the execution of an idea and, boom, I run out of rope and I am abruptly pulled up short. I get virtual whiplash. Take for example, the time I was going to pitch myself as a speaker at a major women’s conference. I was really excited. I could see myself standing in front of a room full of women. I made some notes about what I would propose and then, suddenly, I slammed on the brakes. The force of my self doubt and inner fears about not being good enough stopped me in my tracks. I buried that dream and moved on. That’s just one example. I’ve been living that way for a long time. When I was a senior in high school, I was supposed to spend six months living with a family and studying in France, but I chickened out and stayed home in my small suburban town instead. I’m still regretting that one, almost 40 years later. Each time I start something and don’t carry it out because of fear, I regret it.
So, sometime last spring, I decided it was time to put an end to that. I thought that going skydiving might be just the thing to do to push me past my debilitating fear. Up until that moment, skydiving was something I thought I wouldn’t do in a million years. Now, I was thinking it was the answer to my challenges. In a conversation with one of my clients, she told me of the many situations in which fear had kept her from doing things she’d wanted to do and I shared my idea about skydiving with her. She was intrigued. Two days later, we each got a Groupon in our inboxes for half off skydiving and we knew it was meant to be. I asked others if they wanted to go and got a variety of responses ranging from ‘are you crazy?’to ‘I’d never do that but you go girl’ to my dear 75 year old friend saying, “I’m in!”
So last week, the three of us headed off to Sky Dive Pepperell, filled with excitement and trepidation, open to whatever our adventure would reveal to us.
And an adventure it was! Sheer exhilaration and joy! Not even a fraction as frightening as I had anticipated.
Here are some of my ‘ahas’ and take-aways:
What life goals are you not reaching? What are the fears that are stopping you? What big bold move can you take to overcome them?
That’s what one of my clients said to me last week. Who among us hasn’t had that thought? Most of us grew up fueled by a dream of living happily ever after with prince charming and having a life of joy and abundance. We never imagined the various challenges we would have tossed in our path. We didn’t expect terrorism, recession, environmental threats, high unemployment, difficult marriages, poor health or any of the other monkey wrenches we have encountered on the way to old age. And we are unprepared to deal with the unexpected twists and turns of life. We hang onto our idealized expectations and feel cheated and wronged that it didn’t turn out as we’d hoped. Whether it is fair or not, we are where we are. The best way to stay stuck is to tighten our grip on the perceived injustice of that. If we want to break out of the place we’re in, we need to change our mindset.
So go ahead… Use the wisdom you have amassed over the years, set new expectations and live into those new hopes and dreams. It’s not too late.
I opened my local newspaper today and found an inspiring column, written by a 14 year old who, with a number of other teens have made great strides in changing the world! Marissa has formed a group of like minded teens who have done amazing things to help others and change the world. They’ve collected used jeans for homeless teens, made and donated fleece blankets to abused, neglected and emotionally disturbed children, baked and decorated gingerbread houses for nursing homes, hospices and rehab centers around town and more. This 14 year old, wise and generous beyond her years, shared some ideas for how every individual can change their own frame of mind and make a difference in the world, one, small act at a time. Here’s her list.
And, my all time favorite:
Not only will these acts (and others you may think of) make others happy, but performing random acts of kindness feels great and it gives you an incredible burst of adrenaline.
Maybe we should stop reading the gloom and doom headlines and turn to our youth for hope and inspiration! Thanks Marissa!
I’m in a funk! I feel down, unmotivated, unproductive, lonely. And, truth be told, I have good reason to be feeling this way. For starters, read the newspaper. There isn’t a lot of good news out there. On top of that, I’m sending my first born off to college in a few weeks. If you don’t think that’s rife with emotions, guess again. Yesterday marked the 4th anniversary of my dad’s death. That one creeps up on my out of nowhere every year. I’m just back from a month ‘sabbatical’ on the coast of Maine and re-entry is proving challenging. The summer is drawing to a close. Enough? There’s more but I won’t bore you with the details.
If you’ve been following me for long or know me well, you know that I’m not one to whine and complain. So what’s up with this downer?
The first step in shifting your attitude and mood is to acknowledge it and try to understand what is causing it. Identify what is and isn’t in your control; honor the things that cannot be changed and act on the things that you can do something about. So in my case, I can’t bring my father back but I can remember positive things about him and honor my feelings of sadness and loss. I can’t reverse the stock market slide (sorry, wish I could) but I can sit down with my husband and take a look at our finances and our spending and take some appropriate, responsible action to cut back on spending. That will give me a sense of intention and control. I can, as I’m doing here, share my feelings with others and not internalize it all and think, “I’m the only one.” And I can support others to turn their attitudes around too. I can be grateful for the wonderful 18 years I have had with my son living at home and be proud of him and us and be excitedly curious about who he will become as he launches into this next chapter of his life. I can look around at my friends and neighbors and collect evidence that it all works out and they live through the separation process. I can focus on the good fortune I do have and show gratitude because there are so many people in the world who are in far worse situations than I. I can, above all, be gentle with myself and keep moving forward at the pace that I can, confident in what history can tell us: “this too shall pass.”
I’d love to hear from you, how do you shake your funk or help others to do so?