Working full time, having a active social life, and being a doctoral student is no easy… I admit, I feel like I have taken on way too much…but I also feel the tremendous feeling of moving forward, of growth… Happy Wednesday!
Last night, we fought… It started with me asking A to have a meaningful conversation, and him saying sure yet still clicking through Netflix. It continued with me going into the bedroom and sulking. It progressed with A sleeping in the other room. It grew as we woke up, not saying good morning or greeting each other, angry, disappointed. It culminated with me standing in the kitchen, crying, feeling my Ego as it overtook me, not letting me go to A and say I’m sorry.
It came to an end when I came to him, and weeped in his arms. It continued with me saying how sorry I am, and explaining the situation. I wanted a meaningful conversation, not small talk. He just came back from work, he wanted to unwind and watch some TV.
It continued as we went out and spend some time together, outside of the house. We had a meaningful, deep conversation. Flowing, asking and answering questions. Things I read that are important to me, things he notices in other people that he wanted to share…
Bottom line, we are both lucky.
Today went according my plan, made the night before. Up at 6AM, coffee, read “Florish” for 30 minutes (taking notes), and then hot yoga at 9:15. After 90 minutes of power vinyasas and Vishnu breathing, I went into the shower. When I was finished, a lady handed me a twenty dollar bill, saying you dropped this. Mind you, there was no one else there at that time, just me and her. I know it wasn’t mine because all of my cash was in my wallet, and the wallet – in the car. I never bring money to yoga, just the card to scan.
Well, since it wasn’t hers, and she insisted that it might have been mine, I took it. And then I remembered. Twenty dollars in singles was exactly how much I left in that Family Dollar store, on Valentine’s Day, as my random act of kindness.
I guess the Universe is paying me back. And the exact amount, at that!
Now, my plan is to add another twenty to that twenty, and go leave it all in a laundromat.
After successfully completing yet another 90 minutes Jam Session (see Darren Hardy productivity tips), an idea popped into my head as I was washing dishes. Mind you, my best ideas come to me either a) in the shower, b) while cleaning, or c) while driving.
My idea is to start a Happiness and Well-being group. I read and listen to so much material on well-being, organization, personal development, goal setting, productivity but, to be honest with you, I feel bad sharing them with my friends… Because it’s a lot. I will be emailing them every day – with links and stories, and videos…
I am afraid they may already be considering me “that” person. You know, “THAT” person. The rare breed that wakes up at 4:30 AM, that eats healthy, exercises, preaches motivation and acceptance, meditates, barely watches TV, reads personal development literature, listens to Success Magazine CDs in her car, watches 2-3 TED lectures a day, always has time for her friends in spite of having a full time job and getting a PhD, and often has a plethora of advice on how to improve your life and grow as a person.
I am afraid to say this… But I have started to look down on my friends, and their petty problems: whining about paying the bills, complaining about the weather, complaining of their job, their loved ones, and their pets… Their inability to see the beauty in everyday life. Their inability (and, sometimes, unwillingness) to change things that make them unhappy.
As I make tremendous progress on my goals, I realize that I feel uncomfortable sharing them with my friends, because, well, they are not making any progress to reach theirs… And it feels like I am almost rubbing it in.
Thus, I am looking for likeminded people to connect with; to share and discuss the new well-being tips and tricks they learned each week or month; to dedicate some time; support, and inspire each other. I am looking for people to hold me accountable, and, in turn, I will be willing to hold you accountable.
You will be a good fit if:
- You learn something new every day.
- You have high levels of motivation.
- You have BIG goals.
- You already believe you are living your best life.
- You want to be held accountable for your progress.
- You will provide support to other members of the group and their goals.
- You prioritize your mental, physical, social, and spiritual well-being.
- You are driven and committed to continue your transformation toward your best self.
- You have a computer, a webcam, a microphone, and Internet connection.
Please respond below if you would like to join. We will be using Google+ Hangouts for it is completely free. I am foreseeing connecting maybe every two weeks, on a Saturday afternoon, for about 1 hour. Consider that hour invested into you.
It’s the little things in life…
My car Apollo making me smile.
A snowy sunrise in my neighborhood.
Two plane tracks, intersected.
A snowman looking like a Buddha in the neighboring town.
Painting the Scream with hubby while drinking wine
What about you? What are some of the highlights of past three days you can share? Big or small
Conscious social networking – a must.
Originally posted on Ideas:
The most serious relationship of my life so far ended last summer without a trace — physically at least. There was no ceremonious “return of the stuff” because there was nothing to return. No boxes of photos and trinkets, no mix tapes, nothing.
There was, however, an extensive virtual trail: thousands of IMs, texts, Tweets, Facebook pictures and Instagram posts. And that’s a lot harder to get rid of than a toothbrush. Love might die, but its digital counterpart never does. There’s just no way to completely scrub your digital self from a relationship in 2014, no quick way to sever digital ties once they’ve been formed and no easy way to tell your social media networks that you’re no longer together.
Of course you can untag pictures and break up on Facebook, but for those who’ve shared a lot, the digital impression of couplehood remains very much alive. That presence has been established so publicly that there’s no way to maintain an “out of this relationship” message proclaiming, “In case you missed it, we are broken up!”