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The words are not the experience...

The words are not the experience…

Strange weekend. Days of exploration, love, and practicing new things, of connecting with some more than others, of feeling distant pain (because sharing the burden is part of our human experience), of feeling pain close up (and finding myself no more able to help than I can when it is far away).  Mindful words and deeds when I could; practicing every day, but finding that however diligently I practice, the hormones will occasionally have their say – loudly. Still human. I checked.

An odd tangent… Since I was quite young, I’ve had a ‘theme song’ – a bit of tune that lingers in my head, sometimes playing in the background of my thoughts as I have my experience, often unnoticed, sometimes whistled or hummed. Care to guess? It’s a bit on the comical side… the theme music from ‘Dragnet‘ (the TV show). lol. No kidding. 😀  I think, this weekend, it changed.  It didn’t change to what I expected, though. I’d have bet on a simple Dave Matthews song, pure of heart, and strong, and great to sing out loud… ‘Dancing Nancies‘? ‘Gaucho‘? ‘Mercy‘? No, it isn’t any of those. lol.  Turns out it is ‘Lighten Up, Francis‘, a Puscifer track.  I’m not sure what to make of that, but it fits, and it feels right.

It is an amazing journey, but I am not sure what my destination will be.

It is an amazing journey, but I am not sure what my destination will be.

The morning was…different.  I slept well enough, I suppose, waking ahead of the alarm clock by many minutes, heart pounding, with an odd pain in my chest. Stress? Nightmares? Nothing I remembered on waking, nothing that launched into my consciousness when I had flipped on the light. I took my time and woke slowly and let a few deep calming breaths have time to gently sooth me before the physical feelings could morph into emotions of panic or dread.  The morning started well, but began to slide sideways very early, with the rising of my partners ahead of their usual routines, each for their own reasons.  All good; I enjoy the morning with my loved ones…but the morning seemed stressed and strange, and I did something new for myself to continue to enjoy the morning – I left for work early. lol. It just seemed the better choice today; enjoy a leisurely walk to the office, taking my time, and a new route, and giving my loved ones their own time and space to make of their day what they would.  It was nice to choose, to feel the choice as ‘well chosen’, to continue to enjoy my own experience with no strain or weirdness, and to feel confident that we’d all make our own way and do our best with things.

The walk this morning was lovely. No phone. No camera. No anxiety. I turned all that off.  I walked and listened to birds, smelled flowers, heard sounds of all sorts, and felt the soft spring air chill my skin with dawn’s drizzle (it wasn’t enough to call it ‘rain’).  I felt the snugness and heard the ‘shff-shff’ of new jeans as I walked; I’m down another size, and it feels good to be closer to my goal.  I have eager hopes that this evening will be sweet and calm, filled with laughter and kind words; it may not go that way, and I’ve no firm expectations on it, but it’s so nice to feel hopeful and eager, rather than anxious and nauseated from stress, which for many years I would have considered a better than average state of being.

I count the weekend as a good one, small stresses notwithstanding, and I am not deterred from continuing to practice mindfulness in life, even where emotions like grief, anger, or frustration are concerned.  I’m certainly pleased with the results of applying mindfulness to my hormonal experience…that felt like a win, for sure. One thing I really yearn for is the ability to share what I’m learning more easily with those I love when they are having their own challenges…alas, “I am only an egg.”  Maybe someday…

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Today’s quiz is going to cover mindfulness and pain. 😦  For a few days now my experience has included quite a lot, more than usual, physical pain and very little emotional pain. Although I feel more equipped to deal with pain than I had, it’s not a pleasant part of my experience. I notice as I write that I put a higher priority and a sense of greater urgency on managing emotional pain, than physical pain, but damn it, I hurt so much, today, the pain becomes my dominant experience again and again. I am using as an opportunity to practice mindfulness, instead of tears, tantrums, or pharmaceuticals. I won’t bullshit you, or me, I don’t find practicing mindfulness to be effective pain relief. Having said that, I am finding that the experience of pain seems to rob me of pleasant feelings less easily, approached mindfully. That’s a bigger deal than the words themselves can convey, for me.

I shared an interestingly deep and, at least for me profoundly meaningful, moment with one of my partners last night. Emotional, shared, connected, and intimate on a level I have not previously shared with her; our hearts and being felt so closely connected… It was over a painful bit of emotional mess, humanity fully exposed, but connected, vulnerable, and very real. Wow would I like to connect with her that deeply over pleasure, joy, and delight! Could I handle the intensity?

I caught myself in the mirror this morning, looking like a whole, comfortable, serene being… I smiled at my reflection, confident, sexy, and unexpectedly…wise. I observed me gently, and experienced a moment if fond appreciation for how much I am learning, and how well I am beginning to treat myself, and that I am learning to treat others well, too.  Then my brain began tossing messages of doubt, insecurity, and rejection at me and the smile wavered… I wanted to turn quickly from my mirror and wish away my very human self-doubt…afterall, I had only made that profound connection with one partner…both were hurting. Did I fail? Do I suck? I held my moment at the mirror, and accepted my feelings, watching them pass over my face. I took a few deep breaths and accepted that twinge of personal disappointment that I am not all things, to all my loved ones, and as I did, the feeling passed, and my serenity found me again. There’s more to learn, and I am still learning.

The dawn has unfolded, now, as I have my coffee, read some, do some yoga, and write. Time for the day to begin in earnest, and although I hurt, I feel ready for it.

Spring, and a metaphor for choices.

Spring, and a metaphor for choices.

…Actually, what I have are questions. Sometimes things I think might be answers turn out to be other questions, too.  Are you disappointed? I’m learning not to be. There is value in a question, perhaps more value than in the answers.  Frankly, this is as close to an April Fool’s Day prank as I could think of, and it wouldn’t have passed muster on 4/1/13 – there was some amazing pranking going on, so I saved my little joke for today. 😀

I haven’t been sleeping well this week, but it hasn’t been troubling me much.  I’m in pain with my arthritis on a level that rivals the worst winter, but it isn’t driving my experience.  Similarly, everyday stress at work, and at home, isn’t really rocking my boat like it has in the past.  I’m not over-thinking it.  I’m enjoying it, though.   My morning now begins with meditation, and my day usually ends that way; I am living as mindfully as I currently know how to, and I keep learning more.  I won’t swear it is a solution or that it is an answer, but I am finding value in the experience every day.  I’m not surprised that how I begin my day matters for how it continues.  I am surprised at how difficult it is to share the experience with someone else.  Just as I couldn’t find my own way until I was truly ready, it has proven to be the case with everyone else, too, I can only tell my narrative; share words about my experience, not the experience itself.  lol.  So – I am focusing on taking care of me, learning skills and practices that enhance my experience and provide me with greater emotional balance, as well as learning to ‘catch myself when I fall’.  My own experience is improving, and it somehow stands to reason that eventually that better experience will contribute to a better experience for my friends, loved ones, and if the hippies are right …. the whole vast wide world will improve thereby. 😀  It’s a nice thought, and I’d love to be part of that experience.

Starting with a lovely moment in the garden is a good beginning to the day.

Starting with a lovely moment in the garden is a good beginning to the day.

So, it’s a cloudy Wednesday. It’s a busy world. Today I am focusing on something extraordinarily uncommon… ‘common decency’.  Some of my ‘Big 5’ are actually very tied to this idea; respect, reciprocity, consideration, compassion…are all very much part of what I think of as ‘common decency’.  So, today, I am hoping to practice some uncommon common decency with all my associates and encounters, and following up on that by making sure that the people I love are the people I treat the best, and to whom I provide the highest standard of ‘common decency’.  😀

I hope you enjoy the day, and find something small to delight your heart.

It’s a lovely Tuesday morning. I spent a couple chill hours over lattes and quiet conversation with a partner, (and friend, and lover) wrapped in harmony and love. I’d call it a delightful start to a nice Tuesday, but actually, I was awake off and on through the night, generally drifting back to sleep pretty quickly after footsteps, a door closing, or the sound of plumbing would bring me to wakefulness.   By 4am my day had started; I was awake, meditating, then doing yoga before the alarm went off.  Finding charming company, meaningful conversation, and love, waiting for me after I dressed for work was a bonus.

A metaphor? We dug this rose out of the ground last year, but it isn't giving up.

A metaphor? We dug this rose out of the ground last year, but it isn’t giving up.

My favorite April Fool’s prank this year came in the form of a blog post. First rate. 😀 I experienced a range of emotions as I read it, and not only got a relieved chuckle out of finding out I’d been pranked, but also found the content insightful and worthy of further contemplation.

Progress isn't necessarily about speed, as much as a sense of purpose.

Progress isn’t necessarily about speed, as much as a sense of purpose.

I have begun to understand that the most nurturing and supportive relationship I have, ideally, must be the one I have with myself.  Counting on anyone else for that seems less wise the more I learn about  treating myself well. I had an interesting moment recently, where it dawned on me that this process of learning to treat myself well, to be more mindful, and to be genuine is rather like falling in love…with me. I didn’t know it would be this way. I find it easier to respect and honor myself, my own values and needs, and my strengths, without having to deny or minimize my weaknesses, or skills where I could clearly use some remedial work.  It seems entirely acceptable lately that I’m not ‘good at everything’ or beyond error.  Self-acceptance feels pretty fucking amazing. 😀

Sweet spring flowers - what else needs to be said?

Sweet spring flowers – what else needs to be said?

Learning to be genuine, and practicing using language in a more clear and simple way, has had the interesting by product of finding myself very alert to evasion, misdirection, spin, and misrepresentation when I listen to people talking.  There are some fun bits to that, but now and then I am also faced with really hearing what someone I care about is saying, and experiencing how it can present an uncomfortable moment or two for me, and I’m learning how urgently important it is to take that moment and decide if I want to ‘poke that hornet’s nest’, or observe the experience and let it go.  I can choose to be genuine. I can choose to be candid, open, honest and vulnerable. I can’t choose it for someone else. That’s totally ok, too, I’m more than busy enough with me. 😀

A worthwhile moment for loveliness on a Tuesday commute.

A worthwhile moment for loveliness on a Tuesday commute.

The walk in to work was nice, and it felt good to feel my steps, and breathe in the spring scents of flowers and bark dust and mown grass.  I saw wee birds at play, slow-but-purposeful snails, and a rather fancy slug. My eyes and my heart were open, and the smile I woke with is still with me. Is life perfect? Nope. Are there moments that leave me doubting some of my choices? Yep.  I have some unpleasant moments, and an assortment of challenges, and I deal with pain every day…but I am learning to experience ‘now’ differently, and to value what feels good and to cherish and nurture what meets my needs over time.  I’m enjoying being this woman I am – and learning to do that mindfully may be one of the best gifts I have ever set about giving myself.

Being special is sometimes as simple as being who we really are.

Being special is sometimes as simple as being who we really are.

No lack of harmony in the garden.

No lack of harmony in the garden.

I’m thinking about relationships today, and love, and harmony. It may not be my best choice of subject matter with this killer headache, but I needed a break from learning Baldur’s Gate , which is what gave me the headache!  Video games in any format tend to be really tough for me to learn, and I don’t get pleasure out of pushing my frustration level higher, so until pretty recently I did not bother with video games; too hard for me to learn, no fun.

The TBI changes my perspective on a number of things, and learning games, or building any skills that are impaired to the point of pushing me to the point of real frustration when I try to do things I’m not good at, seems really important now…  Changes in perspective, choices, and mindfulness (even in games), make a huge difference for my enjoyment of difficult things.  Relationships, though, are not games… still plenty of skill building potential, but even when delightful and harmonious, game-playing is not to be encouraged. lol.  The tutorial got me thinking, though, about the basic building blocks to learn a game, the prerequisite skills and concepts that are a necessity before I could even attempt game play… I know people who game ‘straight out of the box’, never bothering with the tutorials, never risking plot spoilers by reading the back stories, or doing any research.  Some of them are amazing gamers.  I also know gamers who carefully read the reviews before buying a game, read the ‘rules’ and back stories, watch some video walk-throughs of tougher sections of game play, maybe even watch someone else play before they take it on (and many of them play the game on ‘easy’ the first time). (Damn, wouldn’t it be nice if there was an ‘easy setting’ we could use for’ our first relationships?) Some of those gamers are also quite amazing.  Is there a right way?

Well, hoping to avoid taking a metaphor too far, but with relationships, I don’t think there are short cuts that are worth taking…but I’m only talking about my own experience, realistically.  I do need to hone my basic skills, and knowing that, it seems  important to figure out just what I think those basics are… not the fancy stuff; I mean the absolute ground level must-have approach, skill, or method for me, as an individual – the one I actually am – to succeed in my relationships.  It meshes nicely, as thinking goes, with approaching my relationships mindfully, as well as the general requirement to ‘take care of me’.  (Ah, adulthood…complex, exciting, frustrating, rewarding, and… ongoing.   Still, ‘ongoing’ certainly tends to imply there’s time to work on this stuff…although I’ve already muddled through 49 years without a clear ‘success story’.)  Most of my relationships are… challenging.  For me, for sure… for people daring to love me…I can barely imagine the sort of committment that requires, or how difficult that must be.

Building blocks… basics… it isn’t likely to be the same for other people, but I know what my own ‘big 5’ are… qualities, characteristics, or skills that I think are an absolute must for a healthy long-term relationship:

That’s it.  I think mastering these makes it a pretty good bet that a relationship based on those fundamentals will do well.   Sure there are other things that are important – communication, an essential, is the first thing that comes to mind – but I am finding, lately, that mutual respect,  reciprocity, consideration, compassion and openness generally result in good communication (or require learning good communication skills to achieve in the first place).  I could also note that having basically compatible values is pretty critical, but I think the ‘big 5’ I listed would likely prevent me investing heavily in a relationship with someone with seriously incompatible values, and the process of finding that out would be less painful than some other tried and true methods I’ve explored (like wishing, guessing, assuming, or playing make-believe about someone else’s values).

My current partners, and our exciting, wonderful, rich, affectionate, complicated, sometimes challenging, nurturing, mysterious, entangled, sweet, inviting, and evolving relationship(s) are certainly one of my most important sources of ‘life curriculum’! I could perhaps call it ‘my home room class in the school of life and love’ – no hyperbole required.  😀

No matter who the teacher is, we have to do our own homework.

No matter who the teacher is, we have to do our own homework.

…in spite of my headache, and occasional subtly unharmonious moments that quickly become part of the past, it’s a lovely spring day.  I’m not making a big deal about either the headache, or the sometime momentary lack of harmony.   I’m studiously maintaining my personal balance by practicing mindfulness, enjoying the sunny garden, and taking care of me by honing my skills on my ‘big 5’.   No matter what life throws my way, those are 5 qualities I value, personally, and cultivating them is worth my time and focus.