|Just a Little Bass|
Mr. UT was on vacation last week, and we decided to stay home and “play” outside.
We went golfing, fishing, canoeing, biking, and hung out on our deck.
It got super hot a few days, but we managed to still have fun!
We are lucky to live in a beautiful state with many lakes, bike paths, and places to enjoy nature.
Today my body is hurting. I never know when it will hurt, or how long it will hurt.
To help feel better, I said a prayer to all the other people who are suffering with pain, and sent them healing thoughts. I went outside in the sun. I fed the birds and watered my flowers.
But most of all, I was very gentle with my body. I didn’t yell at it, and I didn’t get in despair.
I took some big breaths and moved slowly.
When my body hurts, I know that I need to move. Sitting for long makes it worse.
I think of all the people in pain; emotional, physical, or mental. There are many of us.
So many people look for relief but can’t find it.
It’s no wonder so many of us end up being addicted to something.
Now I am not using drinking as a way to deal with my pain, so I am finding new ways to help myself.
For my emotional pain, I am learning how to change my thinking, to examine my thoughts.
My thoughts are not always true. I am also learning that I will be hurt once in awhile.
That’s life. It’s not always fair.
I am learning that I am very loved, and when I feel my worse, if I reach out to help someone else, I feel better almost at once. I am learning to get out of my own head and act. Often I over think something, and that makes me feel worse.
To help me with the mental pain of depression, I am learning to do the same…to examine the thoughts that lead me to feeling depressed. I often over generalize those thoughts. My depression is often linked to my physical and emotional pain, so when I help that pain, my depression eases.
I have been learning how to deal with my physical pain from my yoga teachers, PT, books, and other people. Often, I need help with this, and I ask someone to meet me for coffee or a walk, so that I am “forced” to get up and move. Because I find that if I just sit at home all day, feeling sorry for myself, I feel worse.
Today, I texted an AA friend and told him I was going to the meeting. That makes me get up and go. I am always glad I go. I hear such wonderful stories of strength and hope, and it always uplifts me. And just maybe, someone will hear something I say and it will help them.
With Much Love to All of You Beautiful Blogger Friends,
On Day 691
PS – Thank you for your wonderful comments on Mr. UT’s post!