Weekly Inspiration #28

We’re midway through the summer holidays in my part of the world, and the new year is well underway. Indeed, I feel all of the real world things calling me – appointments to be made, tradesmen to be booked, our holiday to the Gold Coast to organise, a newsletter to be created, blog posts to be written, 2015 goals to be planned, cupboards to be cleaned, preparation for work to be completed…my to do list is as long as my arm. It seems as soon as I tick something off, two more things arrive to take its place.

Still, there is something else that wasn’t on my list, that soon made it on there: my health. On Monday morning, the day of the Cancerian full moon, I woke up with a frozen neck and shoulder. Actually, to say it started there would not be quite correct – I had noticed that my neck had been getting stiffer over the past few days, in conjunction with some digestive upsets that I had been ignoring. Seeing as I wasn’t getting the message, my body turned up the volume. Fair enough, I hate to be ignored too.

I was hearing it now, oh boy, was I hearing it. To make it worse I was out most of the day, but when I got home, I realised what I had to do – I had to go off coffee and sugar for a few days and give my liver a break. Apparently all of those chocolate jaffa drinks over Christmas didn’t really agree with me – not to mention the champagne, cider and all of the rich heavy food I had been eating over the past month! It’s not as if I was trashing myself, it’s just that my body has a limited tolerance for all of these things, and it lets me know quick smart.

Fine. No coffee. No sugar. No problem.

Right ๐Ÿ™‚

For people that are interested in complementary health and healing, I also took a few doses of my constitutional homeopathic medicine, Sepia, some of my go-to digestive cure: slippery elm powder and acidophilus powder mixed with plain yogurt, as well as making myself a fresh juice (apple, carrot and celery) each morning. I’m a basically healthy person with no chronic health conditions, so this works well for me.

How is your health after the Christmas period?

Best Short Read

Have I mentioned that I love Elizabeth Gilbert? :). This one comes complete with accompanying graphic, because I think it’s gold.

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Dear Ones -I learned this lesson first and foremost with myself (the way we all learn our big lessons I suppose).

The only way ANYTHING in my life has ever changed is when I was finally able to step outside of myself a bit, and regard my thoughts or actions with a dispassionate eye, and see how those thoughts and actions were contributing to these terrible outcomes, and finally say to myself: “Enough of this bullshit, Gilbert.”

Enough of what, exactly?

Well, take your pick.

Enough of the lies you’ve been telling to yourself, Liz.

Enough of the lies you’ve been telling to others.

Enough of saying, “I’ve got this under control!” when all evidence points to the fact that you totally do not have it under control.

Enough of the blame.

Enough of the shame.

Enough of being guided by fear instead of by faith.

Enough of waiting for somebody other than yourself to transform.

Enough of waiting for someone to speak your truth for you.

Enough of waiting to be saved.

Enough of not forgiving.

Enough of saying, “I’m too weak to do this important thing!”

Enough of the patterns of self-abuse, self-destruction, and self-ridicule.

Enough of saying, “But it’s not FAIR!”

At some point or another in my life, I’ve had to call bullshit on myself for all of the above. I get sick of my own bullshit when I become bored, saddened, and angered with the same garbage outcomes happening to me all the time. It sucks, and I get pissed off, and my life becomes unhappy. But at some point, I finally get it. Instead of crying out, “Why does this keep HAPPENING to me?!” I finally say, “Enough, Gilbert. Time to look at what you are doing to create these garbage outcomes in your life. And time to stop doing it.”

Then comes the digging, the owning, the honesty, the work.

I can still remember some of the places I was standing, and what I was wearing, and what the sky looked like at these moments of self-revelation.

I can only assume that โ€” going forward โ€” I will have to call bullshit on myself again and again, too…but only if I want to keep growing!

Because I’ve seen this happen in other people’s lives, too โ€” the moment when they finally wake up to their own bullshit. What follows next is always amazing. It’s not self-hatred or shame (that was all part of the original bullshit) but LIBERATION. I’m talking about that electrifying moment when someone says, “Enough. I see it all clearly now, and I’m done with that chapter in my life.” It’s like they step out of an old self and into a new one. They enter into a new level of self-accountability, self-respect, and self-awareness.

It just makes you want to burst into applause.

Because that’s where it all begins.

Because what happens next is merely this: a human being ignites into life.

ONWARD,
LG

ย Best Dance

Now, this makes me happy – by the 3rd of January, I had already been out dancing ๐Ÿ™‚ Going and seeing live music and dancing as much as possible are two things I had written down on my list of fun things for 2015, and while I don’t want to say I’ve ticked them off (I want lots more!), I’m very happy that my year has had such a fun start. Picture this: a little pub on the main street of a nearby country town set up for live music, two good friends, some new friends, a bottle of strawberry and apple cider, a balmy summer’s night and a funky band that pulled us onto the dance floor and would not release us until the last song had played itself out. Seriously good, energetic music and the best dance I have had in years. Love it <3.

My friend Lizzy, who I often go and have fun and adventures with, told me that they probably wouldn’t be on stage until 10pm. I laughed in disbelief – it’s not often I am even awake that late, let alone have the main eventย beginย at that hour. It didn’t seem to matter on the night though – we chatted over a couple of drinks at the very cool local backpackers (owned by a couple of friends), which overlooks the beautiful Bellinger River, and the evening slid by in a pleasant flow of laughter and conversation. Before we knew it, it was time to go and dance.

Check out Caravana Sun, who describe themselves as Gypsy Fuelled Ska Surf Barefoot Rock :):

Oh. Didn’t I mention that they are four spunky boys? ๐Ÿ˜€

Best Anniversary Present

Speaking of spunky boys, when I arrived home after 1am, this was waiting for me on my bedroom table:

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Iย know.ย He stays home uncomplainingly with the children while I go out dancing with friends, and while I’m gone, he createsย flower artย for me. I should mention here that he could think of nothing worse than going out dancing, just so that you don’t start having unkind thoughts about me :). The 5th of January was our 15th anniversary, but for those of you, like us, who are in it for the long haul, starting early on anniversary celebrations are highly recommended <3. An old friend of mine, who knew me before I met the Bear, reminded me that he had started our relationship with flowers.

Do you want to hear a love story? Of course you do ๐Ÿ™‚

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We were living in Sydney at the time. His best friend and my best friend were in a relationship, and they wanted us to hook up. We, being contrary and disagreeable, were reluctant to be a part of such manipulations, so it took them about 6 months to get us to meet. Our first meeting was at a lounge night at a gay bar in Kings Cross where I was celebrating the end of exams for my studies in Homeopathy and Nutrition (albeit in an extremely unhealthy way. Hey, I was only 23 ๐Ÿ™‚ ). A couple of weeks later, while I was at work, I was asked to the front of the store where he stood, clutching a bunch of Gerberas. People, he had actually taken some time off work, bought flowers and come around especially to ask if I would go out on a date with him. As if I was ever going to say no – courage is a big turn on for me, as are flowers, so anyone who presents with both of those deserves a go in my book. I invited him around to my place and cooked him dinner (which isn’t as awesome as it sounds because my cooking skills were pretty minimal in those days) and we stayed up all night talking. He has never stopped giving me flowers and if we stop talking to each other, it’s a sure sign that something isn’t right. Happy anniversary my love – here’s to 15 more <3.

Best Quote

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That’s all from me folks – have yourself a beautiful week, and until our ways meet again, many blessings to you xo

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13 comments

  1. I love a good night out dancing! Honestly, that’s the only thing that could keep me up + out –a late start is daunting to me as well. It sounds like they were a fun band to rock out too. Happy anniversary…I hope you and your man had a nice celebration.

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    • Yep, I reckon it’s the only that can keep me up and awake too! Funny, I didn’t feel tired until about halfway home, when exhaustion fell over me like a blanket :). Lucky I was car sharing and could have a little nap before my driving time ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. So of course I took to this post, Sara. I guess your acidophilus doesn’t need to be taken on an empty stomach? I don’t think you’ve seen this..and feel free to remove the link whenever you’d like. I don’t mean to PR myself here.

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    I explain in the How to Eat page that most fruit and veg don’t mix well in the gut.

    But whatever works for you.

    I love how the first part of your post demonstrates the rest of it, that we ought and can take ownership of our ills (physical or otherwise) and remedy them. We often don’t WANT to. Yeah, we nurse the pie-in-the-sky dream of health, happiness, hope, accomplishment but we really don’t want to do the hard, dirty work and stay the course.
    Chuckling over the Signature pages. So enjoying them.

    Xxx
    Diana

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    • Hi Diana,

      Of course, you’re right – acidophilus should be taken on an empty stomach for the best effects, and I do usually do that! I’ve had to take a great deal of acidophilus over the last 9 months as I was on a course of low grade antibiotics for about 6 months to treat rosacea (I know. Don’t worry, I tried everything else). The reason I started mixing it with yogurt and slippery elm was so that my son could take it (he cannot for the life of him swallow a tablet) when he was recovering from a stomach bug. It still seemed to work well.

      Really, don’t apologise when you send me a link to something that you’ve written – I know you’re not self promoting ๐Ÿ™‚ I am not the kind of person that trawls through a blog’s back catalogue (no matter how much I like you!), so a pertinent direction is much appreciated ๐Ÿ™‚

      So, I read the post that you sent me to look at, and again, yes, we have so much in common. I even own that book ๐Ÿ™‚ I am not sure I agree with not mixing the fruits and vegetables together in juices – but I am not sure I disagree either. I know this though: I would not drink a plain vegetable juice, no way :). My diet philosophy is very simple – wholefoods, minimally processed, ethically farmed, home cooking, fresh, local, moderation, balance. I don’t do food fads – they remind me of religion, which in fact most of them are.

      Lovely chatting with you Diana, as usual xo

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      • Hey, the ways the book suits me are uncanny. I love the way Alma homeschooled – and guess what? I studied the Classical languages that Arthur Dixon ended up teaching at Univ of PA, my ALMA MATER. The chapter on the solar system “enactment” was neat bc I actually knew the profiles of each planet as the astronomer (via Gillbert) described from our study of the planets last yr. I spent 10 yrs in the Philly area. Getting a kick.

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  3. I’m back in the real world after 3 wonderful weeks absence, flicking through blog posts and delighted to see you connected with Celia at Fig Jam & Lime Cordial, [she’s an amazing woman!] and were tempted to make one of her creations… I don’t do it enough although she inspired me last year to bake my own bread (although I haven’t yet tried it with the sourdough starter she gave me), and more recently to buy an EasiYo and I began making my own yoghurt just before Christmas, and it was a fantastic revelation ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • Hi, welcome back :). Making proper sourdough bread is on my to do list this year…and easiyo is awesome. I bought a kit about seven years ago, and have never stopped using it – that jar always has yogurt in it! Celia is pretty amazing, isn’t she?

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  4. I love how people can be so in tune with their bodies, knowing just what to cut out, what to pop back in and realign everything. Sugar and caffeine are funny things aren’t they. I refuse to give up caffeine but I do know when I have to go easy on the sugar and grains. A little tweak and back on track.

    Sourdough…get on it Sara. You can do it ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • I think it’s being in my body for the past 38 years that has given me such easy familiarity with it ๐Ÿ˜‰ I will do the sourdough thing this year. I have friends who make their own bread, so I’m going to make a date to go over there and watch over their shoulders ๐Ÿ™‚

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  5. Wonderful love story, Sara! Happy Anniversary and Cheers to another 15!
    Lovely post, I too love Elizabeth Gilbert. How true is her post. And how I needed to hear it again. Thank you for posting. Hope you are feeling better. Have a great rest of the week! xo

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    • Thank you Tahira, I came good when I stopped drinking coffee (what? How could this thing that I love so much be a poison?) I find EG’s writing so inspiring. I’m glad you do too xo

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