White Christmas is playing in the back ground.
Last night I said I hated my life. This morning I say I love it.
Emotions are wild bandits. They have no boarders. They go where they want, when they want and at times, there is no stopping them.
I’ve been on my health journey for a while now. When I was 14, the wild child that I was, I attended many shows in smoke filled bars to see obscure and, now even famous, bands. At these shows you’d often find other “acts” setting up shop to tap into a young, open-minded crowd. It was at one of these shows that my life was really changed forever. PETA (love em or hate em) had a small TV set up with a video reel showcasing the horror that is the meat Industry with a capital “I”.
Before you go turning your nose up, realize one thing for me ok? Meat is good. Meat is great! I love cows and I love beef too. I like chickens and their eggs. I adore the smell of bacon and I think pigs are strange, lovely little fellows. But ——-What I don’t love is the meat I-ndustry. Just because I’m a health coach doesn’t mean that I’m a tree-huggin’, tofu-eatin’ hippie. Not that there’s anything wrong with that and I have been known to hug a tree here and there.
Now, back to the PETA video. As a 14 year old, I had never heard of PETA before. I had never once been challenged to think where any of my food came from. Not ever. Not even a little bit. This was monumental. It was like that scene in the Wizard of Oz when the great and powerful Oz is discovered behind the curtain. The veil was lifted and I now knew what I didn’t know before. And when I learned what I didn’t know, I learned that there was a lot I didn’t know.
The PETA people gave me a memento. A small, rectangular refrigerator magnet that had a tiny little cartoon chick on it. I brought it home and placed it on the fridge in our kitchen. I think the moment my mom saw it, was the first time she had ever questioned where her food came from too.
Fast forward to last night. Left and right, I found my core set of principles being tested at every turn. And it wasn’t just in regards to food. One of my personal motto’s is, “The way you do one thing is the way you do everything.”
Meaning, if you have no problem not flossing for a month then you have no problem ignoring your finances for a month. The same attention you pay to your clothing and hair is the same attention you pay to your cleaning and workout habits. That’s why it’s called a life style. It’s your style, unique to you. Your core set of beliefs become the basis for which all of your decision making flows. When your core criteria lack boundaries then you may often find yourself in situations that leave you disappointed, pissed off and wanting more. Even worse your lack of boundaries can lead to illness, strife, depression, abuse and suffering.
The more in tune you become to what you really want and who you really are the less suffering you actually endure. Out of your new nature, better choices flow. Boundaries are set, relationships heal, weight melts off, the skin clears up, the thinking becomes more sharp, the money is no longer scarce.
Getting to this place requires that you remain true to yourself. You have to love yourself enough to remember who you are when you’re challenged; to be in trying situations and still make the right choice.
When you’re feeling that your principles are being stepped on, make the call to be more aware, not less; to be more engaged not less. Not to go with the flow and tune out, but to swim up stream and tune in.
So at breakfast this morning, over a nice bowl of healthy cereal with warm coffee and the sun shining in through the windows, Mom and I developed our own mantra. A mantra to speak out when we sense we’re not being true to ourselves. The mantra goes likes this: