You remember the saying March and coming in like a lion - yesterday March 1st, here in Southern British Columbia we had another snow storm.  Such a coward, I am, that the very thought of snow turns me to a blithering idiot.  However it was also the day that I finished my chocolate reset button.  So breakfast started with chocolate, which I had purchased the day before.  Chocolate that had been in my fridge and was taunting me that last night!  Actually it was the most difficult night, having a bag of chocolates in the fridge and being unable to eat them.  I didn't eat them all that morning - it took me a few days and actually my reset plan worked I couldn't eat them all at once - even the couple of breakfast chocolates felt too much!

And so, now it is March, roaring like a lion.  I'm not giving up anything this month - I'm adding.  I've decided to add something to my day and so I'm adding either six sun salutations each day or doing my Pilates practice, some days I've done both.  I'm also taking a page from the weather and adding the lion pose each day - if you don't know the lion pose in yoga, it's a great one to for our faces 

"in this posture is thought to be one of the best face exercises you can get. People often overlook another benefit of Lion Pose: it stimulates the platysma, which is a thin, rectangular-shaped muscle in the front of throat. This exercise will keep the platysma strong as you age." (http://www.cnyhealingarts.com/2011/03/13/the-health-benefits-of-simhasana-lion-pose)

It actually looks a bit like this fella on the right, tongue out and all!

So how is the reset going, both on the wine and chocolate it's been great, each reinstatement of the two things I enjoy has been easy and exactly as I'd hoped.  What have I learnt, as everyone tells us, making out goals realistic and attainable.  I think if I had said I was giving up one or the other item for the year, I'd have failed miserably.  As it is I've achieved my goals and reset the button for both that is I'm not overloading anymore.   Now by adding yoga and pilates into my daily routine I'm getting into the habit of exercise, doing something that I like, even when I'm at home which given some of my longer days is great.  Too, it helps me in the rehabilitation of my knee which needs movement each day to avoid getting stiff.  One of the great things about doing either of these activities is that not only do they help me build strength, in both my core and upper body, but also I feel great after both and I'm sleeping better too!

So my challenge to you is to add something extra to your day, something that is attainable.  As Spring comes it may be a walk each evening for a month, or even as simple as giving yourself the gift of sitting quietly, no TV, no noise, each day; try it and see what happens and let me know how it works for you.  Remember it's only for one month!

It was a dark and dreary day, (I've always wanted to write that line!). Rain pouring down, it was as if the day was trying to make us as miserable as possible!  I decided it was an ideal day to stay home, have a leisurely late breakfast and tackle some of the painting I have left undone, forever.  So after breakfast in bed with my latest read 'The Trial of Fallen Angels', by James Kimmel, Jr., which despite the title isn't as dark as it sounds, I got up and dressed for painting.  

I am the messiest painter out there, most of the spare paint somehow lands on me, so I now designate old special paint clothes that I throw out after each job. These days I'm painting the wood ceiling and shelving in my loft, I want to have more light up there all year round.  Like any 'have to' jobs I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time getting psyched up, funny actually as I quite like painting.  It gives me time to think, ruminate over my week, wrestle with problems or just go off on tangents.  There are a few things however that I need to bring with me, first coffee, then water and finally music - to paint I prefer what my sister terms 'bubble gum' music, stuff that I can dance to, stuff from my teen years right up to today and to which I can sing along to as loudly as I wish!!

The music is always upbeat, and allows my mind to jump all over the place - it makes me feel happy.  I think of my younger son who cringes at his aunt and myself and our love of this music, at his brother who understands the genius behind those that can create such sounds and my sister who coined the phrase 'bubble gum' music, I can see her dancing in the night!  

Today, as I painted I thought of a friend who had contacted me during the week to apologize for not being in touch, personal problems she explained.  I had invited her to come over, anytime, we could have a bottle of wine, talk and she could sleep over in one of the kids beds. Her contacting me made me think of how often we don't reach out to others when we have problems.  I'm guilty, are you?  When I first became a single parent, I told no one that my husband and I had split, other than my family and with the closest relative probably over 10,000 km away it was an expensive conversation any day!  I think what stopped me from telling friends was pride and fear of everything, from how would we survive to how would I survive financially?  Don't ask me what telling people had to do with any of those and the hundreds of other reasons I had but then I felt there was a connection!  Mixed in was also relief, and from that relief a little shame that I would feel so!! How crazy is that?  What was actually a good thing for me and my kids, and I told myself that I should feel shameful for feeling relief - sometimes we should smack ourselves for our own foolish self talk.  How much easier would life have been, how much less lonely I would have felt if I had confided in others during those years.  Instead I closed in on myself.  Now I'm not exactly an open book today, but I have learned over the years to reach out

It sounds like that I spent my afternoon thinking somewhat negative deep thoughts, when it was actually lots of fun.  As I said I'm painting the ceiling and I have to do it in stages otherwise I get a bit glassy eyed at the thought of doing the whole undercoat at once.  So each time I go up there I give myself a certain portion to paint, before I'm allowed to go onto something else - like diving into the books I've taken down from the shelves (I can sort and maybe give away a few). Or check out a new pattern, look at my fabric stash and start imaging what I could make.  My challenge is there is so much to play with, and I want to do it all - NOW!  So I need to give myself a goal before I move onto something else - a skill I've learned over the years as I get to know myself better.  Today, I only stopped because I ran out of paint!  

So who do you talk to when you are fearful, or when life kicks you in the knees?  Take a look around, there are so many people out there who are willing to help, you just have to ask!  

So I'm nearly half way through my chocolate-less month and I have to admit it is as difficult as I thought it would be!  Even chocolate covered ginger is out!  Plus after visiting the British sweet store in Victoria this week, I have decided that I have to also cut sugar from my diet.  This came to me as I happily chewed my way up the Island highway!  What was I doing?  I didn't consciously decide, but without thinking I was jeopardizing the good I was trying to achieve by cutting out chocolate for a month.  What a eijit!  (a good descriptive Irish word)

So I've decided that apart my yummy cereal, which is almost all nuts and seeds with a wee bit of honey, I'm cutting out sugar too!  I started this on Saturday and so far so good, I've been replacing the candy with fruit not quite the same, but it is working.  In the meantime, I've been thinking how funny it is that we do this, we make a decision about changing a habit and then test ourselves consciously or unconsciously by doing something to jeopardize what we are trying to achieve.  A book that discusses how habits work and suggests how to change them, is "The Power of Habit" by Charles Duhigg.   I read it recently and really enjoyed it.  It gave me the idea to quit alcohol for the month of January and now chocolate in February.  Pressing the reset button!

So as I continue my challenge, let me know what you think.  

I was invited to the Survivors dinner, Dragonboat Festival, the 11th, over $2 Million raised for diagnostic and operating equipment.  I sat at the front and watched as women young and old greeted each other.  Some came from down the road, others from flood ridden Calgary.  Each of these men and women have a story, each a survivor of Breast Cancer.  Some friends from last year weren't able to come, others will never return - they lost their fight.  I sat and marvelled at the courage and felt privileged that I for a few hours became part of their fight.  They laughed and teased each other, dressed to the nines for the dance competition later - the songs they chose ranging from Swan lake to Stronger inspired by this video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BaQdwTsVtCY).  And me, I was invited to say thank you and what I wanted to do was go away, hide and cry - why?  These are incredibly strong women and men, who have battled and are winning their individual fight, why am I so emotional?  Is it my ego, am I crying for myself and my fears? I acknowledge that some is  fear but what else pushes that button that brings tears? Is it guilt that I have, to date, avoided this disease on my dance card?  As I sat and watched these women and men, it occurred to me that I was avoiding the question?  I skipped around it, testing, but I don't want to answer, I'm letting my fear take over.  There is no big question today, no clever discussion - just a thought - when did you last look at the good in your life and give thanks and love to those around you?

I love new pages, books, magazines even the smell of a new packet of paper - what is it that attracts me?  The starting over, turning a new page the subtle reminder that there's always an opportunity to start over.  No matter how bad things may appear, a new page, a new day - we cannot and should not be held back by our past, by mistakes.  Yes we should acknowledge them, learn from them and when/if they have hurt others try and make up for the hurt, but continue to live and let them rule our lives - I don't think so, what about you, what do you think?

So talking of new pages, welcome to my blog.  This is a page where I ask questions, give my opinion and offer advice.  I will talk of my own experiences and lessons learned.  I'll muse about life, work and whatever takes my fancy.  I invite you to argue, answer my questions and ask some questions of your own.  

So how about you, how do you deal with mistakes?  Have you ever let them rule your actions against your better judgement, but because you feel guilty?  So how have you moved forward - let's talk.

M