Latest Life Lessons on Perspective

Looking down from above….

This past week the universe has led me into yet another focus on perspective. This is not my first perspective rodeo, but it’s been a good long ride! 

Last Sunday when I was driving to meet a friend to go hiking I noticed that I had sandals on and not my hiking shoes. Immediately thinking of it from a different perspective I came to the conclusion that I needed to take it easy and have a nice slow mindful walk that day. My day turned out perfectly! As an additional perk, I easily slipped off those sandals and walked barefoot back and forth along a log lying across a river just off the path! What fun!

Monday I was picking raspberries out of my garden. As I gently nudged the berries from their grip on the stems, sharing their beautiful fruit with me, a thought popped in my mind. I hunted for the juicy redness amongst the leaves and was turning my head and body to and fro. Just as I was looking at the bushes, I thought, if I don’t stop or pause and take the opportunity to look at things from different angles, I may miss a gift the universe has for me! I kept this message swirling in my mind as I continued to fill my bucket.

My week continued in this way and by Friday, another big message hit me.  I had found the cutest little camper for sale about an hour from my home. I made a plan to drive there to check it out hoping that it might be just what my daughter and I have been looking for. I discovered the price tag was too steep for what it provided for us. (If I had channeled Bam Bam from the Flintstones I could’ve easily hit my club two times on the ground – Bam! Bam! and picked it up with my finger!) 

Instead of being disappointed that the camper wasn’t meant for us I quickly decided to open my AllTrails app and see what was around. Lo and behold quite a number of trails that looked interesting were nearby and off I went (hiking shoes now in my mini cooper)!

As I hiked alone I thought back to the time in my life when I hiked a lot. I lived in Hawaii and my husband at the time was deployed with the Marine Corps for 22 out of the 24 months we lived there. I remember calling and calling people to find someone to hike with and when I couldn’t find anyone I was sorely disappointed and stayed home. At that time hiking alone just emphasized that I was alone and feeling alone made me very sad. Those two years were a challenge!

Luckily, much time has passed and my perspective has changed! Hiking on my own that day seemed like a glorious idea and it was! I didn’t have the fear of getting lost or feeling scared if I heard a noise as I had in my early 20s. At one point I came to an opening in the woods and had an uneasy feeling…30 years ago this feeling would have made me scared thinking that somebody was in the woods nearby or an animal was close and would make me feel very unsafe. I did have that thought for a second, but was aware that I was looking back at myself as a 24-year-old.  I told my young self, “That’s not you any longer, Jodi. You are not alone; you are not in a state of fear any longer; you feel uneasy because you have stepped off the path. You need to look around and see where the path is and find your way back on it.”

With my heart filled with happiness and a bit of excitement in my belly I searched and quickly found a felled tree with trail markings painted upon it. Climbing over its trunk I thanked it and told it that it was still serving and sharing its strength with the rest of us on this trail even in its death. Smiling even more widely, I thought to myself, “I had stepped off the trail briefly and jumped right back on. My uneasiness was a hint to stop and look around.” 

I’m so grateful that this trail reminded me of perspective. I can see the paths I take in life and I am able to look at things from different perspectives and to get back on them if I believe I’m heading in the wrong direction! I also now know that I am never alone! I am connected to everything and everyone and I can trust myself to make the right decisions and ask for guidance when I need some assistance. I stopped, I looked, the trees answered.

Inspiration, Doubt, then Courage

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A very good friend of mine began a facebook group about one of her passions recently. I loved the idea and so did many people! People are posting and utilizing the platform to share their beautiful garden photos and get questions answered.

I decided that I would do the same and began a facebook group entitled Maturing Mindfully. I was so excited about it and still am.

But here’s the funny thing – my little Jodi (aka inner child) had all these thoughts: Will my friend Courtney think I’m copying her? Am I not being original because of that? Will mine be as popular? Big Jodi started to smile at her little self.

I looked her in her big blue eyes and said, “Follow your heart and do what makes you happy. Remember, imitation is the biggest form of flattery. Ideas are to be shared, and shaped to fit the likes of the creator. You, Jodi, are that creator!” I took her hand in mine and started the group together, happy in mind and in heart! No fears, no worries, just following the yellow brick road to our own version of Oz!

Why Did I Do That? Episode 3

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According to Wiktionary, the expression “Too Much Information” was first shortened to “TMI” by former Wall Street Journal reporter Joseph Checkler circa 1988. It was not until the late 1990s however, that the term was popularized by online communities.

I have no idea if this is true or not, but I was shocked to think “TMI” is still hanging in there, that old coot! I wonder how often the average person “TMIs”. Now it’s a verb, Wiktitionary! Anyway, TMI crossed my mind the other day when right after I responded to a friend’s comment, I thought, Oh, TMI! Why did I do that?

So what did I do? Well, I was out gardening with my partner and for some reason I looked at the zipper on my jeans. Why? No idea. Did I catch her looking at it? Did I feel a breeze sneaking in? Peering down, I saw that it was unzipped and zipped it up.

Now for the TMI…

She: I do that all the time. Me: It’s a good thing I have underwear on. I pull my jeans away from my belly and take a peek. Me: Yep, I do. She started cracking up. Me: I thought not only did I question the fact if I had any undergarment on below my waist, but that I had also shared it out loud. At this TMI, I smiled.

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Photo by Miranda (sent via text)

Although our nation’s current situation is extremely sad and quite disturbing in my opinion, seeing my daughter’s passion brought light to the subject. The systemic racism in our country and world is just horrendous.

My “little” girl of 24 years old purchased materials, made signs and found local protests scheduled for the weekend. With signs in our front yard, I watch the many vehicles slow down on this major thoroughfare in our town to read them as they drive by. She turned the sadness she felt these past days into a drive to help stop this inhumanity. As she planned to attend the peaceful protest organized by the Youth Foundation Protest organization, I felt the need to protect her. I volunteered to attend with her, to support her, Black Lives Matter, and keep my protective eyes on my only child. She agreed and I was relieved that I would not need to worry about her while she was walking from Central High School to the State House.

I woke up yesterday to my dear one asking me to speak with her. She shared that she felt that it would be better if I stayed home so she would not need to worry about and protect me! Ah, how the child becomes the parent. I had to let go, to trust, let my birdling fly on her own.

This morning I awake, my heart filled with pride. For so many reasons, I smile.

Why Did I do That? Episode 2

COVID Hair cuts- Has anyone cut their hair since being on lock down? The ends of my hair looked like miniature hand brooms, so about a month ago, I took scissors to my hair and…snip snip. Not bad I thought…with my curly hair, the uneven layers will be hidden. Then a few weeks passed and I felt the urge tickling at the tips of my fingers for a second go around. I saw a neighbor getting her hair cut in her back yard, with both her and the stylist wearing masks. I thought, all I can do is ask…. So I asked my adorable hairstlist & it was a done deal!

I hadn’t cut my hair since undergrad! My mimi-me daughter cut hers a couple days ago! I wonder how many people have cut their own hair. Have you?

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Just stirring awake, still snuggled under the covers of my fleece sheets, a familiar scent wafts under my nose. Mmmm…the aroma is so tantalizing, so comforting, just the smell makes me think of family, grandma’s house, special times. With a smile and a good morning, I reach out for that warm connection to knowing I belong, I have a tribe, someone loves me. My first sip of coffee is a loving hug. I smile.

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I was introduced to The Book of Awesome by Neil Pasricha this year. He is also the author of 1000awesomethings.com. In homage to him, and inspired by his creative idea, I’ve decided to follow in his footsteps…

What makes me smile? Seeing a new sponge in the holder when preparing to start dishes! Especially when I’m not one who put it there! I smile.

I’d love to hear about what makes you smile!!