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Get On With It! Duck and cover Not what planned End of day Continue reading » Get On With ItAs I started to write this morning I was looking around for a topic. It’s not that I don’t have ideas about general topics I could write about but nothing inspired me. Then it hit me, right between the eyes, sometimes life just tires you out. It’s not that anything in particular has happened, at least not in the last 48 hours, but I’m worn out. Sometimes, as a way of relaxing and letting go of the worries of the day, I listen to a guided imagery recording. The faceless voice, accompanied by soothing music, encourages me to imagine a “special place” where I can relax and refresh my spirit. Here’s the story of my secret garden… Legend has it that once upon a time, nestled up in the foothills at the end of a paved city road where it turned into a rough and potholed dirt track, past the abandoned kids’ camp and the rusting reservoir tank, there was a flower nursery. They say that bulbs planted by the nursery owner appear every year, row upon row of sweet blooming narcissus. And I’m here to tell you, it’s true, it’s true! OY! I have waaaay toooo much to do. (I get to say OY, I come from Chicago and it’s better than swearing.) It occurs to me that there comes a point in time when my immediate todo list (as in must get done by yesterday) becomes so overwhelming that I freeze. We haven’t spent a lot of time describing learned helplessness and how to deal with it, but I think one of the things I do is decide that since I can’t get it done, I won’t try. So, here’s my three steps on how to deal with WAAAAY TOOOO much to do. Continue reading » Too Busy to Think
Did she succumb to helplessness? No. She chose to believe that the loss of her pet was temporary, changeable and a local event (what Martin Seligman, the spokesperson for optimism, characterizes as “optimistic explanatory style”). She perceived herself as capable of changing the situation. So she persisted in searching via the internet. I wouldn’t hold out much hope for her success. (Would you?) |
 Take a short break and consider the following: “We plan, God laughs.” Yiddish Proverb 
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A month or so ago, a newspaper headline got my attention. The article chronicled the tale of a lost pup and its frantic owner. The owner lost her beloved pet while on vacation in the city of San Diego. She was unrelenting in her desperate search but eventually had to return to her home in Arizona. Was she stressed about her loss? You betcha!
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