Just a few random holiday thoughts: 1. I love cauliflower but I won’t replace mashed potatoes with it. 2. Dates are not equal to chocolate, ever.
In terms of spreading holiday cheer, because that’s what I do, I wanted to suggest that stress brews in these moments. This statement seems negative, I know. But I also think that being aware of this ahead of time prevents meltdowns. I’m not talking about the kids.
There’s nothing more fascinating than an adult meltdown. Take Disney, for example at around 3:30pm: the kids are tired, sugared and freakin. Cut to the the parents scene where they start going at it. Dad wants to rest and Mom wants a drink (and for Dad’s head to explode). Holidays have that same Disney-esque feel. The build up, the preparation, the excitement, becoming tired, overwhelmed and then of course, pissy.
This season I plan to meditate heavily – ahead of time. I’m going to embrace that shit might not go as planned. It’s possible that I’ll occasionally mellow out with booze (highly possible). I think a theme song each week is a good idea and during the Thanksgiving weekend that just passed it was (the welcoming) “Stand Back” by Stevie Nicks (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stand_Back). I also wore my Bella Donna concert tee shirt to dinner.
There was a conscious, ethereal, and celestial reason for this. The shirt has a great picture of what I perceive to be as moonlight. The moon is my planet jam. It speaks to me and calms me. The moon energy intensifies love. And I’m hoping it will stop me from hitting other grown ups.
In all seriousness the holidays leave me feeling physically depleted, often times tense and emotionally spent. Much of this is my own doing. By January I typically need 10-12 hours of sleep, I ache daily, my brain is fuzzy and there’s barely energy in reserve to achieve my daily routine. I’m used to this crash because it’s been my cycle for the past few years.
This year I’m thinking prevention. Instead of allowing frantic thoughts and chaotic vibration surround me from Thanksgiving to Martin Luther King Day (a week we usually vacation) this year I’m planning to practice PREVENTION.
5 years ago: wow i’m so wiped out by christmas, what’s wrong?
4 years ago: geez, wiped out again…that’s weird
3 years ago: i’ll probably be fried for the holidays and into the new year
2 years ago: i’m always wiped but I know how to fix it by the March/April and then I’ll feel better
last year: see above
2016: I have a freakin bright idea: let’s not get that way!
I’m a slow learner
But I’m here now.
And I’m making a plan. The 7 step program for Tracy. Join me if you would like:
I’ll make every effort to consciously drink water. I usually do, but during the holidays I’m prone to more snacks and I’m pretty sure my water intake suffers. Stop the suffering.
My conscious water comes with conscious breaths. Deep meditative breaths so I can feel my insides expand. And a slow exhale releasing any asshats that may have irritated me at that moment and through out the day. Oh, and also making sure I’m thanking the universe for the shared spirit and energy.
I just restarted my program. I’m committed to not putting it off until January. Exercise has always been part of my routine but I’m prone to gaps. Large gaps. I’m going to pick up weights, even light weights, 3-4 times a week through the next 5 weeks. Last night it took me less than 10 minutes to do a simple arm routine and I slept fantastic. There’s always a benefit to moving and there’s not a good reason to wait.
Never cut back here.
In terms of food, this time of year always brings things that I typically wouldn’t cook or eat. I’m not going to try so much to cut out, but to focus on keeping my regular foods included. I have an eating plan that’s high in antioxidants, reduces inflammation and keeps my gut regulated. It won’t stop me from opening those cute little Hershey’s Kisses dressed like a Santa hat but…well….organic super greens are still available too.
Yeah, it happens. I forgive myself.
See above. Having a spiritual life doesn’t mean perfection as much as it means loving yourself and the constant pursuit of a spiritual direction. The Universe guides us, opens doors. We only have to get quiet and listen. It took me a while to realize that I can be an imperfect, yet highly spiritual being. It’s ok to not be Deepak, I’m Tracy. I may never get to the enlightenment of a Rumi level. I’m fine with that. I’m content being me and the work in progress that I always am.
So I won’t get wrapped up in what I fail to accomplish this holiday season whether it be dry turkey, my half hearted decorating, gift ideas in my head that don’t quite materialize, or falling asleep before midnight on New Years Eve.
I have a plan in place to make efforts to prevent holiday exhaustion, mental outbursts, shortness of breath type episodes which could lead to adult hitting – otherwise known as autoimmunity flares with bad behavior.
And yes, I’ve chosen another theme song as I head into the first week of December (already behind the holiday eight ball). This week will be Gypsy (https://en.wikipedia.org/wikGypsy_(Fleetwood_Mac_song)
A song that as Stevie Nicks tells it, and I’m paraphrasing, reminds her to go back to her roots, remember simplicity and a time in her life less complicated.
To the gypsy that remains
faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear
I have only love”