Showing posts with label Meditation Mondays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Meditation Mondays. Show all posts

Monday, April 16, 2018

Need Help Spoiling Your Creative Self? Join the Serotonin Factory Patreon Page!


I'm underemployed while I work on building up m tutoring business, but the great thing about that is having extra time to devote to blogging, art, and activism. So I've got this dream to CONTINUE having that extra resistance-ing time, and you can help! And get spoiled in the process. Consider taking advantage of any of the patronage/creative coaching options on my new Patreon page: https://www.patreon.com/serotoninfactory

You can get goal sheets, art, mini-tarot readings and more. I think it'll be so much fun.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

112 Ways to Be Soft with Myself



This post owes a lot to my favorite piece of street art from the DC Women's March (below) and to Elizabeth Gilbert, Gretchen Rubin, and Elizabeth Craft, whose podcasts Magic Lessons and Happier  have been steering me back toward my happiness wheelhouse these past few weeks. 


            Last Monday in therapy, I got to a breakthrough point that was as relieving as an exhale. Closing a volume on a particularly ensnaring story, I felt space open up around me in a way that I haven’t felt in years. The urgency, defensiveness, and vigilance that has always fueled/plagued my life has, for the moment, receded.

            Friday afternoon, just before being let out of a phone session early (Because of happiness!) I told my wonderful therapist (SERIOUSLY. Call Women Organized Against Rape if you need help even a little. (215) 985-3333. https://www.woar.org/ ) that in order to preserve this lovely margin that has opened up for me, I want to make my life as soft as possible, to give myself every advantage over the harshness that is unavoidable both in my head and in the world. Here’s what I have so far, in no particular order:

1.      Be imperfect.
2.      Just sit for a minute.
3.      Take pictures of flowers and other beautiful things.
4.      Think about chakras.
5.      Plant things and see if they grow.
6.      Read chick-lit books and pretty magazines.
7.      Read in bed.
8.      Sit in the park.
9.      Treat the neighborhood mini-libraries as oracles.
10.  Write whenever and whatever I want.
11.  Build up my money cushion.
12.  Read children’s books, especially biographies of cool-as-heck ladies.
13.  Keep Hillary in my heart.
14.  Do yoga at home and in classes.
15.  Leave places whenever I want and then
16.  Go back whenever I’m ready.
17.  Never have a classroom again.
18.  Call a hotline whenever I need it even a little bit.
Women Organized Against Rape: (215) 985-3333
William Way LGBT Community Center Peer Counselling: (215) 732- 8255
19.  Always have a therapist.
20.  Keep taking Prozac.
21.  Give others margins too--be slower to judgement.
22.  Learn to distinguish between microaggressions and annoyances and then
23.  Push back as often as needed.
24.  Block any number I want to, for any reason.
25.  Date in real life, not online.
26.  Expect softness from partners, and give it.
27.  Continue to not watch Twin Peaks. Fuck off, Dead Girl Town!
28.  Sleep in.
29.  Go to bed early.
30.  Go back to bed.
31.  Take naps.
32.  Keep being addicted to Insight Timer and sending strangers around the world “Thanks for meditating with me” messages.
33.  Keep loving Yoga Nidra and other guided meditations.
34.  Keep swimming.
35.  Keep getting on the elliptical, even if it means sometimes having to watch the news.
36.  Be late for stuff.
37.  Or be early.
38.  Earn the amount I deserve to, which is at least $50 an hour for tutoring and creative coaching.
39.  Keep having jobs that allow me to regularly stop and put cash in the bank, I’ve loved that feeling since my waitress days.
40.  Look at baby animals.
41.  Walk in the woods and around my magical neighborhood (which has woods too).
42.  See my niece and nephews.
43.  See my siblings.
44.  Go to the beach, alone or with family.
45.  Get haircuts.
46.  Get my car washed.
47.  Canvass for candidates I believe in.
48.  Donate to good causes whenever I can.
49.  Call the government a few days a week.  (Daily Action and ResistBot really help with this!)
50.  Get in marches, protests, and demonstrations whenever I want to.
51.  Make, enjoy, and photograph street art.
52.  Use my art museum membership.
53.  Draw.
54.  Paint.
55.  Collage.
56.  Color.
57.  Bake.
58.  Make soup.
59.  Have breakfast for dinner.
60.  Look at gemstones.
61.  Visit the Hope Diamond, which I think is the most existing thing I’ve ever seen.
62.  Learn the names of birds, butterflies, flowers.
63.  Read Rumi every day.
64.  Listen to happy podcasts! (Right now I’m bingeing Magic Lessons.)
65.  Write a haiku sometimes.
66.  Wash the dishes and do the laundry.
67.  Enjoy my time working in the bookstore with Amy.
68.  Buy one feminist book per month.
69.  Watch movies.
70.  Accept invitations but
71.  Cancel plans whenever I need to.
72.  Ditto for calling in sick.
73.  Keep fresh flowers in the house.
74.  Send mail.
75.  List gratitudes and accomplishments daily.
76.  Say thank you, I love you, and I’m sorry easily.
77.  Be a guest house for emotions and other things recommended by Rumi.
78.  Go on mini-artist-dates whenever I get a little pocket or time.
79.  Or do nothing.
80.  Always be doing The Artist’s Way.
81.  Do self-help books, or “emotional sudoku” as Maria Bamford calls them.
82.  Watch, read, and listen to funny ladies. (And, okay, other funny folks too.)
83.  Honor my sacred alone times: Fridays after yoga, Sunday morning swimming, whatever else comes along.
84.  Make alone time on family visits.
85.  Always have good candles, notebooks, incense, and meditation stones.
86.  Goof around in thrift stores.
87.  Drink wine and watch Steven Universe.
88.  Believe that the Universe loves me and wants to shower me with gifts, blessings, and synchronicities.
89.  Admit to being a romantic.
90.  Have pretty clothes.
91.  Say yes to free stuff.
92.  Keep umbrellas, headphones, lipstick, cardigans, and chargers EVERYWHERE.
93.  Increase my IRA deposit whenever I can.
94.  Turn off the phone.
95.  Or just go ahead and scroll through Instagram.
96.  Play games.
97.  Watch sitcoms.
98.  Notice and enjoy silence.
99.  Celebrate having a body.
100. Say no to things I don’t like.
101.   Allow for the possibility of grey areas.
102.   Assume good intentions.
103.  Use and celebrate my voice.
104.  Treat everyone, especially myself, as if we were The Prodigal Son/Daughter/Non-Binary Child.
105.  Look at collections, varieties, arrays.
106.  Enjoy my friends.
107.  Have some tea.
108.  Believe fortune cookies, encouraging tea bags, and other messages from the Great Whatever.
109.  Keep a stock of tea lites.
110.  Notice magic every day.
111.  My neighbor once told me that “Living in a community is a constant state of forgiveness and self-forgiveness.
112.  Put loving myself first, always.

What are your ways?






Monday, November 23, 2015

Meditation Monday: "Fuck Yes" Says Amanda Palmer.

I've been a self-improvement project for as long as I can remember, but ironically one of the things I've always wanted to change is the vain idea that I am somehow supposed to be better than I am. Brene Brown, in her new book Rising Strong , suggests that maybe it's better to assume that everyone is doing the best they can, and that idea is such a relief to me. In a great episode of Dear Sugar Radio,
 I heard Amanda Palmer sing this gut-wrenching song of self-acceptance, and sobbed the happy tears of good art:

Monday, October 26, 2015

Meditation Mondays: Plant Flower Beds at the Boundaries



I made this painting for a friend who told me that she wants her life to be more boundaryful, but then I realized that I don’t really know from boundaries either. From etiquette podcasts to Cuddle Parties, I’ve studied the subtleties of yesses and nos for years, but I still have trouble knowing the difference between what I am and what others expect me to be. When I heard this episode of Invisibilia, I wondered if I might just have too many mirror neurons, but I don’t know how one gets tested for that.

Mirror neurons or not, I want to take responsibility for building stronger boundaries. In friendship, I tend to ignore differences or slights or do a lot of one-sided giving until I explode from resentment and become scary to the person—those are my ugliest and most shameful times. In dating, I ignore red flags because every man feels like my last chance to learn to be “more flexible” (Read: more lovable) and then I end up in lots of yucky situations that confirm my darkest fears about the world. This isn’t to say it’s my fault that guys (or friends or churches) are creeps sometimes, only that I want the self-love to walk away more easily when the warning signs come rather than ending up in panic-inducing scenarios over and over.

I’ve always wanted to do whatever someone I liked thought I should do. My sixth grade best friend Jill gave me the nickname “Doormat.” She would ask me to do all kinds of little tasks for her and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from doing them. Once at a sleepover at her house, I stayed up all night because I didn’t have the courage to ask her to turn off the Enuf Z’ Nuff CD that was on repeat.

I’ve sometimes found positive ways to view and express my tendency toward servitude, most recently by vowing service thorough teaching, but in the end, I always end up in the same place—  feeling spent, worthless, ashamed, invisible, alone.


I think a lot of people, women especially, are raised to feel guilty for taking up space in the world, for having a point of view. So my task now is to notice the little boundaries, to push back in tactful, constructive ways, to say no to the things I don’t like when I can so that my life has room to fill up with what I really want. I have to guard against seeing every friendship, community or date as My Last Chance. I want to teach myself that I don’t have to fight for a space in this world, but I do have to find out what my own space authentically looks like. 

Monday, October 19, 2015

Meditation Mondays: The Rainbow Wheel of Death


Though I'm taking all the the daily steps to move my life forward, I've been experiencing a deep, dark feeling of stuckness in my personal life. I'm doing my best to see what's good and magical within that stuckness, like this:

Monday, October 12, 2015

Meditation Mondays: Charlie the Unicorn

So I've decided to go back to the blog's roots, but instead of doing weekly motivation, I'm going to share things that make me totally geek out about the power and weirdness of creativity. When my niece and nephews showed me this, aside from laughing my ass off, I thought jeez this is bonkers, and somebody worked real hard just so it could exist. How do people come UP with things? It makes me feel like there's a candy mountain worth of goodness in the world, for everyone's taking.