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Thursday, May 29, 2008
More Than a Tennis Tip
Yesterday I ventured back onto the tennis court after a lengthy and self-imposed hiatus from the game. I was motivated not so much by the love of the game but along the lines of avoiding humiliation. The mixed doubles season begins in two weeks and I will be playing against opponents at least half my age who will be able to outrun, outhit and outdrink me. (A lot of the younger guys show up with a hangover)
I thought I would get out there to wake up the body, see what muscle memory I still have and collect a few solid tips to get my legs, arms, and other body parts all going in the same direction. What I got instead was an awakening of the mind and a tip way too good to keep to myself. The question I was asked in regards to my tennis strokes and mental mindset on the court was: Are you judging (saying critical things about one's strokes,learning ability, skill level, emotional fortitude, etc) or diagnosing?
He was asking me about my thoughts while playing tennis, but I took it straight to my life. I was busted! Totally called out on that one. The correct answer is diagnosing (and was not the one I gave.)
Diagnosing - an impartial, objective, nonemotional evaluation leading to a more productive, thoughtful and considerate response. Unlike judging which creates disappointment, resentment and resistance towards myself or from those I judge.
What I took away from that lesson was if you want to get better at anything whether it is your tennis game or the true game of love that we play with everyone in our lives, do more diagnosing and less judging.
Thank you to Michael, from Brookfield Country Club, for giving me one of the best tennis lessons of my life.
I thought I would get out there to wake up the body, see what muscle memory I still have and collect a few solid tips to get my legs, arms, and other body parts all going in the same direction. What I got instead was an awakening of the mind and a tip way too good to keep to myself. The question I was asked in regards to my tennis strokes and mental mindset on the court was: Are you judging (saying critical things about one's strokes,learning ability, skill level, emotional fortitude, etc) or diagnosing?
He was asking me about my thoughts while playing tennis, but I took it straight to my life. I was busted! Totally called out on that one. The correct answer is diagnosing (and was not the one I gave.)
Diagnosing - an impartial, objective, nonemotional evaluation leading to a more productive, thoughtful and considerate response. Unlike judging which creates disappointment, resentment and resistance towards myself or from those I judge.
What I took away from that lesson was if you want to get better at anything whether it is your tennis game or the true game of love that we play with everyone in our lives, do more diagnosing and less judging.
Thank you to Michael, from Brookfield Country Club, for giving me one of the best tennis lessons of my life.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
How a Tarantula Changed My Life
I HATE SPIDERS! I am the one who will throw shoes from across the room at one of God's creepiest creatures hoping to land a fatal toss!
A month ago, that fear turned into a morbid fascination while I watched a tarantula crawl down the face of Jimmy Kimmel's sidekick, Guierllmo. Weirdly I thought, "I could do that if I had the chance." Where in God's name did that thought come from?!!
As a Life Coach, I help people face their fears as they move out of their comfort zones to embrace change. It was simply time for me to "walk the talk" by facing a fear and changing the parameters of one of my comfort zones. (which happens to be at least a room away from a spider)
Unbelievably that opportunity to "face" a tarantula came two weeks later during what was supposed to be a relaxing spring break trip to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. It turned out to be my personal version of "Fear Factor." It was definitely too late for the warning: "Be careful what you wish for."
It all began when my 18 year old daughter and I signed up for what we thought was just the zipline canopy tour. I found myself hyperventilating with a pounding heart as I zipped along the treetops. Back on terra firma my heart returned to normal until we both spotted the tarantula cage (not empty). Anxiety and fear came raging back as I remembered my Jimmy Kimmel inspired vow to wear a tarantula.
So, with my daughter shaming (I mean encouraging) me I approached Antonio the bartender, the man in charge of the hairy creature. When I asked if I could hold it, a normal crazy tourist request, he explained how the "game" really worked. One cannot hold it but wear it! The next thing I know I am leaning against some rocks with the biggest, hairiest spider I have ever seen on my chest.
Just when I thought I was done, "thank you very much, you can remove it now," my daughter had me go for the gold by yelling something like "If you turn back now, you will lose the race." I am not a quitter, (and need to rethink that trait) so it was next placed on my head. It then slowly crawled down my face - all without me wetting my pants!
Want to see that photo? Be warned that you might find the photo below a bit creepy and disturbing. For example, my daughter's boyfriend threw down the camera when he saw the tarantula on her face. Now that's just a bit wimpy.
So, what did I learn from this about comfort zones and life? 1) Getting out of your comfort zone takes courage; 2) View it as exciting rather than terrifying; 3) Expect some or even a lot of discomfort; 4) You CAN do it - just like the Nike ad promises and 5) It's not as bad as you think it will be (A tarantula on my face actually felt like a mini facial massage!)
If you want to change your mind and behavior, getting out of your comfort zone is a must. You do not have to hold snakes, wear tarantulas or go skydiving. Instead, think about working with a life coach to support and guide you through the process OR grab a teenager! That works too.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Surrounded by Your Thoughts
In the last few months, I have developed an addiction to learning everything I can about thoughts and how they create our reality, specifically in the areas of health and happiness. I am a pushover for any book sold by Amazon that has key words or phrases like: change your brain, change your life, happiness or quantum physics. Yes, quantum physics! Now I know how a simple but powerfully held thought really can move mountains as quoted in Matthew 17:20.
Armed with this new awareness of empowerment through thoughts, I now proudly wear my thoughts. Here are two of my jewelry favorites: "Hope" on a necklace and on a bracelet "Expect Miracles." On my T-Shirts: I Love My Life; Linger in the Light and Brave Heart (for cancer survivors). All of these words not only lift my spirit, but I believe the energy of those words is received by those who read me. Cool, huh? So now, I want to surround not only me, but my family with inspiring thoughts. The walls in my home are just waiting to be conquered!
However, I am finding this mission to be a bit complicated. Where I can easily throw on a necklace or T-shirt to expose my thought for the day, our house reflects the personalities of my husband and three teenagers. Which means if I let them choose, I could get quotes from South Park: "There are no stupid answers, just stupid people," or Micheal from The Office: "I’m not superstitious. I’m a littlestitious" or Michelle Wie on The Golf Channel: "I don't really feel like I have to apologize for anything.”
With those possibilities lurking about, I quickly abandoned the team effort approach and have decided to do mission impossible as a solo feat. I took the first step by perusing the pages of Uppercase Living, a catalogue with hundreds of phrases. I knew the ultimate phrase for our family room was to be found within those pages. However, what started out as an exciting task quickly turned to fear and paralysis as I read and reread the hundreds of phrases looking for the one thought that could alter someone's brain and then their entire life!
All these possibilities got me really daydreaming about the changes I might see from my family and myself if I put words all over the house:
Squeaky clean teens as a result of "Wash, Brush, Floss & Flush"
Delightful morning conversations with my teens just by posting "Good morning Sunshine"
"Obstacles are opportunities in disguise" would totally reduce my stress and increase my happiness when my son tells me he just flunked another math quiz
"A family that plays together, stays together" has me looking forward to playing Boggle on Friday nights with my 16 year old son and 17 year old daughter
But the best result comes from "Grow old with me, the best is yet to be" which turns my wrinkles and saggy parts into a bonus rather than a liability for my husband.
I have to admit that I am now rethinking my original thought to thoughtfully select empowering thoughts that could alter someone's thinking. Whew! But then I think of how inspired I would be each day by this powerful thought "When Your Dreams Turn To Dust, Vacuum."
Some thoughts are just better left un-thought and unprinted.
Armed with this new awareness of empowerment through thoughts, I now proudly wear my thoughts. Here are two of my jewelry favorites: "Hope" on a necklace and on a bracelet "Expect Miracles." On my T-Shirts: I Love My Life; Linger in the Light and Brave Heart (for cancer survivors). All of these words not only lift my spirit, but I believe the energy of those words is received by those who read me. Cool, huh? So now, I want to surround not only me, but my family with inspiring thoughts. The walls in my home are just waiting to be conquered!
However, I am finding this mission to be a bit complicated. Where I can easily throw on a necklace or T-shirt to expose my thought for the day, our house reflects the personalities of my husband and three teenagers. Which means if I let them choose, I could get quotes from South Park: "There are no stupid answers, just stupid people," or Micheal from The Office: "I’m not superstitious. I’m a littlestitious" or Michelle Wie on The Golf Channel: "I don't really feel like I have to apologize for anything.”
With those possibilities lurking about, I quickly abandoned the team effort approach and have decided to do mission impossible as a solo feat. I took the first step by perusing the pages of Uppercase Living, a catalogue with hundreds of phrases. I knew the ultimate phrase for our family room was to be found within those pages. However, what started out as an exciting task quickly turned to fear and paralysis as I read and reread the hundreds of phrases looking for the one thought that could alter someone's brain and then their entire life!
All these possibilities got me really daydreaming about the changes I might see from my family and myself if I put words all over the house:
Squeaky clean teens as a result of "Wash, Brush, Floss & Flush"
Delightful morning conversations with my teens just by posting "Good morning Sunshine"
"Obstacles are opportunities in disguise" would totally reduce my stress and increase my happiness when my son tells me he just flunked another math quiz
"A family that plays together, stays together" has me looking forward to playing Boggle on Friday nights with my 16 year old son and 17 year old daughter
But the best result comes from "Grow old with me, the best is yet to be" which turns my wrinkles and saggy parts into a bonus rather than a liability for my husband.
I have to admit that I am now rethinking my original thought to thoughtfully select empowering thoughts that could alter someone's thinking. Whew! But then I think of how inspired I would be each day by this powerful thought "When Your Dreams Turn To Dust, Vacuum."
Some thoughts are just better left un-thought and unprinted.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Feeling Stressed or Blessed?
It's that wonderful time of the year or is it? Are you feeling the "HO-HO-HO" of the season or the NO-NO-NO to 4 am holiday shopping? This year, I resolved to set my intentions to bring joy, reverence and serenity back into our family's celebration of the holidays, and yes, that includes the "C" holiday. Which was commonly known as Christmas before it became a subset of the "Happy Holidays" category. So far, I think I am doing pretty well and here's my proof:
1) I am enjoying nightly dreams of sugar-plums all because I resolved to remain snug in my bed and only shop while fully awake during normal business hours.
2) The song "I'll Be Home for Christmas" brings tears to my eyes. Not because I'm envisioning hostile airport security guards, flight attendants, possibly the pilots and for sure, some of my relatives (insert deep breathing here). No, these tears are in anticipation of precious time I'll have with family members I wish I saw more often.
3) I issued not one single suggestion to my husband and son who put up the lights this year - not even when half of them didn't work.
4) When the tree began to seriously lean to the left, I calmly ran for fishing line to stabilize it, without a single muttered curse.
5) I thought that when the huge, fragile and ornamented wreath came crashing down, bouncing twice on the mantle before hitting the hearth, this was the moment when only the strong survive. However, I did not blame or shame; but just quietly reclaimed the detached berries and ornaments and hunted down the coolest invention ever, the glue gun.
6) I am actually considering playing "Frosty the Snowman" at the piano recital where I am five times the age of my fellow pianists. I hear the cookies and cocoa are worth the public humiliation.
7) When my daughter placed the Baby Jesus into the manger, 23 days too soon, my dismay turned to amazement as I stopped to marvel at His blessed birth.
So, this intention setting strategy seems to be working pretty well. Through life's little challenges, I find myself blessed with not only feelings of peace and patience but with moments of real and anticipated joy. However, where do I find the reverence in all of this? Right there in our manger with the premature Baby Jesus laying there to remind me that sacred moments are found in the blessings waiting to be discovered each day.
So, are you feeling stressed or blessed? If your dog eats the entire pan of freshly baked gingerbread cookies or the neighbors short ciruit the entire neighborhood with their Chevy Chase "Griswald" light display, and you laugh, consider yourself blessed.
1) I am enjoying nightly dreams of sugar-plums all because I resolved to remain snug in my bed and only shop while fully awake during normal business hours.
2) The song "I'll Be Home for Christmas" brings tears to my eyes. Not because I'm envisioning hostile airport security guards, flight attendants, possibly the pilots and for sure, some of my relatives (insert deep breathing here). No, these tears are in anticipation of precious time I'll have with family members I wish I saw more often.
3) I issued not one single suggestion to my husband and son who put up the lights this year - not even when half of them didn't work.
4) When the tree began to seriously lean to the left, I calmly ran for fishing line to stabilize it, without a single muttered curse.
5) I thought that when the huge, fragile and ornamented wreath came crashing down, bouncing twice on the mantle before hitting the hearth, this was the moment when only the strong survive. However, I did not blame or shame; but just quietly reclaimed the detached berries and ornaments and hunted down the coolest invention ever, the glue gun.
6) I am actually considering playing "Frosty the Snowman" at the piano recital where I am five times the age of my fellow pianists. I hear the cookies and cocoa are worth the public humiliation.
7) When my daughter placed the Baby Jesus into the manger, 23 days too soon, my dismay turned to amazement as I stopped to marvel at His blessed birth.
So, this intention setting strategy seems to be working pretty well. Through life's little challenges, I find myself blessed with not only feelings of peace and patience but with moments of real and anticipated joy. However, where do I find the reverence in all of this? Right there in our manger with the premature Baby Jesus laying there to remind me that sacred moments are found in the blessings waiting to be discovered each day.
So, are you feeling stressed or blessed? If your dog eats the entire pan of freshly baked gingerbread cookies or the neighbors short ciruit the entire neighborhood with their Chevy Chase "Griswald" light display, and you laugh, consider yourself blessed.
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