Laying your foundation

December 8th, 2009

FoundationLife is all about choices, and making the wrong ones can lead you down some pretty rough paths. But is it fair to call any less than desirable choice “wrong”? Should we instead just describe it as a decision that takes us on a learning curve, where we listen patiently, nod our heads, and ultimately acknowledge, “Okay. Lesson learned — Won’t do that again.”

Perhaps.

You may find changing your mentality on how you view things enables the positive to come out sooner — Life is far more about mental perception than you realize; the psychology of it is a very interesting thing.

Remind yourself that you’re on an ever-changing journey, and though life will certainly tangle itself up rather well at times, it’ll always find a way to become untangled, and place you gently (and sometimes not-so-gently, but at least you’ll get there) back on-track.

Enjoying the Up’s and Down’s equally may not be the easiest thing for you to accomplish, but if you can reach a point of peacefulness that runs off that mentality, I can tell you the life you live will be much fuller than those who focus on the negative — Dreading having to overcome or do things is a choice you make; if you think of it as another stepping stone that we all ultimately take, maybe you won’t feel so lonely, confused, or frustrated during the process — It just becomes what you have to do.

Furthermore, remember everything is relative.

If you forget this important piece of the puzzle, you’ll find it difficult to see eye-to-eye with many people.

For instance:
Person A has $10,000 in debt. Person B has $2,000 in debt. If Person B hasn’t ever had more than that, their emotional response to their debt [even though it's 80% less than yours] will most-likely be equal. And don’t get me wrong, Person B will recognize they have it much better than you if you’re Person A, but it’ll still be a tough road for them to travel down because it’s the worst they’ve known.

Again, Relativity.

You have the power to lay the foundation for what your core will be, and choosing a negative platform to stand on won’t hold you up very long.

Finding the good, not the answers

November 29th, 2009

As you go through life there will surely be times when the path is unclear. You’ll become overwhelmed and confused, and go on what feels like a manhunt for answers. And when on that hunt it’s always nice to find what you’re looking for quickly — But what happens when you don’t? What do you do when you’re left waiting in life, all by yourself, with no estimated departure time, in what feels like an empty space? Well it’s a good thing you came here, because that’s our discussion topic for today.

If you find yourself there (and really I should say ‘when you find yourself there’, because ultimately we’ll all pay that scenario a visit once or twice) don’t give up hope. The neatly wrapped package you had once had, or that you’re looking for, will find it’s way to you. The trick is to be patient and positive, as tough as both those may be. Sometimes it’s helpful to remind yourself that we’re all in the same boat — This journey we’re on doesn’t come with a guidebook, and we will get lost from time to time. That’s an absolute — We can only do our best.

The great part is that we have complete control to define what “our best” means.

Set the bar as high as it can go, so each day you wake you strive to reach the top, and if you don’t reach it, no biggie –  You’ve probably just gone higher than most people, and certainly higher than you would have gone without having something to aim for. Not to mention you can always keep trying.

Each time you allow yourself to get bogged down with the immaterial you will lose another precious minute, another hour, another day. You’ll lose a moment you could have shared with a friend or loved one, or one of self-reflection, in which you learn a thing or two about who you are, who you want to become, your desires, or your goals.

So regardless as to where you are on your journey, keep reminding yourself nothing lasts forever. Sadly, that also goes for the good stuff, and though it’s never fun to think about, it can be beneficial to remind yourself of that from time to time — It’ll make you grateful for what you have, even when other parts of your life may be in disarray.

As the Holidays approach, carve out time to look around your world and pick out all that is good. And if you find things in your world that are making you unhappy, start by jotting down ideas as to how you can overcome them.

A lot of people want change to occur instantly, but there is no such thing as anything happening “instantly” in the bigger picture — Even the quickest and simplest actions in life took a lot of planning before they became routine.

So grab a pen and paper, glass of wine or cup of coffee, and cozy up in a relaxing environment to do a bit of digging.

You have the power to make your life anything you want it to be. Don’t waste that gift — It’s the biggest and most important one you will ever get.

Her Finish Line

July 31st, 2009

Picture 6I can picture myself in the hospital room with her.

I can picture her sitting there, looking a bit drained as she thinks about the road she’s had to travel on to get to this moment, but also with a smile on her face, as this chapter in her life is nearing its end. She projects a sense of pride for having pushed through. She fought the fatigue, she battled the nausea, and she enhanced her emotional & physical endurance.

She may lay her head back on the chair or bed she’s in and close her eyes, trying her best to relax. And however successful she may be at accomplishing that, she will also be ready to leave when it’s done, and not waste time locating the nearest Exit so she can travel back home, away from the sterile white walls.

While we’re there, I can picture myself kneeling down and taking shots below her; standing on a chair and taking shots above her; sitting beside her and taking shots with her. I can see myself holding the camera up as we both make goofy faces. I can picture asking one of the nurses to take a few photos of us together. I can also picture myself being nervous about them dropping my camera, but I will push that feeling down, and just make sure the neck strap is on securely.

Once we’re out of the hospital and surrounded by the familiar life that is her family, I can picture her in the kitchen making a snack for her son. I can picture her sitting on the couch reading a book to him afterwards. I can picture the two of them playing outside as her partner looks on smiling, and as her dog lays beside them, expressing his excitement that they are all together in his own way.

I will take photos of her doing day-to-day things. Some of those things will remain intact long after her body is cancer free. Others won’t.

She will still brush her teeth.
She won’t always brush her wig.

She will still put one foot in front of the other when she walks.
She won’t always do that on the way to chemo treatments.

She will still clean her house.
She won’t always lack the energy to finish.

She will still eat dinner.
She won’t always have graham crackers for it.

She once told me to process things hour by hour — Get through one before thinking about the next; deal with what you’re feeling in that moment, and wait for the rest until it’s in front of you.

She is strong.

Through our conversations, I can tell she’s never emotionally run away from this portion of her life, nor has she let her optimism get lost in the crowd.

She’s processed, accepted, and is running towards the rest of her life.

And she’s almost to her finish line.

The Thriving Artist

July 30th, 2009

Picture 1Pain is a very troublesome emotion to feel. It can kick you when you’re down and leave you begging to be let back up. But pain is also a feeling that a specific group of people in this world can appreciate when it becomes tangled up in their work. It marries itself to their craft, pushes their limits, and triggers their passion.

Yes, it’s true — In moments of distress, artists thrive. Shocked? Somehow I didn’t think you would be.

When going through the “tough” in life artists get up, dust off, savor the moment, and continue down their respective creative paths even more enthusiastically than the day before.

Analogy.
The clock is pushing 1am and you’re still an hour away from home after a nice, long, relaxing weekend. You’re getting tired but don’t want to pull the car over (which I agree is not the best approach but for the sake of this stay with me). The sleep begins to take you over; your eyes shut without warning and that scares the hell out of you. What happens next is not exactly pleasant, and you know it won’t be ahead of time, but you do it anyway — You smack yourself in the face a few times with a decent amount of force to get the blood flowing, and to ‘about-face’ your senses.

Once you pull into the driveway you’re grateful that the mobility of your hand was useful.

You did what you had to do.

Everyone has it in them to overcome a situation and fight the effects, but are you one who will do it? In the car scenario, would you pull over, or push on through? Artists push on through. It’s not always the best decision. We don’t always do it with grace. And it’s certainly not the easiest road. But it’s second nature.

We don’t take a time-out to heal.

We create to heal.

An artist overcoming pain can dish out some of the best paintings ever painted, the best photos ever taken, the best films ever filmed, the best songs ever written. Raw emotion combined with imagination produces pieces so far outside our conscious realm it’s overwhelming and powerful.

And it’s so important to capture that moment as it’s happening.

Tapping into such a deep place can’t be done manually — You have to clutch that moment it in your hand, and hang on until you feel cleansed and satisfied.

It’s tough, if not impossible, to recreate the way your body feels, the way your mind works, or the way your words sound when moving towards recovery after turmoil. And it’s in that recovery process that our creative spark plugs switch themselves out for a new set, and push us to new heights of creation.

Don’t take these times for granted as a creator.

These are the moments when pure emotion turns itself into art.

A New Routine

July 21st, 2009

Picture 11Today my routine shifted.

Today I did not wake up in my own bed. I did not get ready in my own bathroom. I did not feed my cats, I did not let my dog out. I did not meet my neighbor at six fifty-five to drive to the train station. I did not stop at my usual coffee shop.

This evening I will not pull into my driveway. I will not put my key in the back door as I have everyday for the last year and a half. I will not be greeted by three small-to-medium sized furballs waiting for their dinner. I will not sit on my front porch sipping wine. I will not cook dinner on my grill. I will not watch the news on my tv while sitting on the couch come six-thirty.

As the week goes on, I will not be putting the trash & recycling out on. I will not be worried whether or not the fan is on in the bathroom after I shower. I will not empty the dehumidifier in the basement. I will not water the plants. I will not clean the house. It will no longer be my concern when the neighbors are screaming at each other.

Yes, today was a shift in my routine, alright.

I have migrated from everything in its own place to my clothes in bags, and whatever breakable items I have wrapped in towels stuffed in laundry baskets because I didn’t have enough time to get boxes and tissue paper.

It’s a nightmare to be this unorganized.

But here’s what I will do.

When I get off the train in about thirty-five minutes I will walk to my car. I will get on route ninety-five south. I will pass by my old exit. I will wind through providence until I come to exit fourteen-a. I will take it. I will end up at my parents house, where all of my bags and towel-wrapped glasses are being stored. I will shower. I will dig for some clothes. I will head out, close the door behind me, and forget for the moment that tomorrow night I have to sort through my belongings.

I will also keep my head up. I will remind myself that I took a big step in leaving, and that it’s to benefit myself in the long run. I will remember that as hard as it may be to believe the cliché saying, it is for the best.

Today…. there was a shift in my routine.

But what I did today will become a familiar routine to me soon enough, and take the place of the one I seem to be missing.