Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts

Monday, March 17, 2014

Butterflies, Alchemy, and Monday Morning Obligations

Are you waiting for me to start detailing all the woes of my Monday morning?  What about statistics on the most common day of the week for heart attacks to occur?  Not going to happen.  Sorry to disappoint, but you won't find that here - aka: Sorry I'm NOT sorry.
 

Butterflies

For those of you who did not know, I have Adult ADHD.  My biggest challenges in coping with it are time management, planning, and strategizing to reach goals. 
 
WARNING: small tangent ahead
Rated: PG
 
Please, PLEASE spare me any comments such as "Oh I have that too!" or "Tell me about it, I can't sit still!"  I don't ask this to be mean.  I simply want to communicate this: ADHD is not one symptom, some of the time, (i.e. sometimes I fidget in class, sometimes I can't focus, sometimes I get distracted).  It's also NOT something most people are happy/excited/bragging about, unless they've managed to work through the coping process and get their lives back in order. 

The reality for me is that even on medication, my ADHD almost got me kicked out of my Graduate School program.  

Butterflies continued...

For this reason, the first part of the day can be the most stressful for me.  What am I going to do today?  I have my list of things I need to do.  Here come the butterflies. What do I do while I'm waiting for the sun to come up?  Should I take a shower so I can leave right away?  Should I take a run first? More butterflies.  Will I have the energy to run later, if I don't do it now?!  

Monday Mornings

But it's not all negative, you see.  The other part is wondering which book I should pick up and what I should blog about!  How will I make a difference in the world today?!  The biggest Butterfly that visits me EVERY Monday morning is called, "So much to do, so little time." Where do I start? 

In the past, this Butterfly has rendered me helpless.  Analysis paralysis takes over and I spend the morning goofing off until 15 minutes before I need to leave the house.

The following is an excerpt from my latest book purchase, a "classic self-help book for adults with attention deficit disorder", aptly named You Mean I'm Not Lazy, Stupid, or Crazy?!  I like this because it's an affirmation of sorts, (good food for your subconscious).  I can also use it to help me cope with my chronic illness on difficult mornings, of which there are many.  The ability to turn a bad morning into a good day should be considered a superpower, in my opinion! The quote is by Cathy Better of Reisertown, Maryland.


Each day that we wake is a new start, another chance.
 
Why waste it on self-pity, sloth and selfishness?
 
Roll that day around on your tongue, relish the taste of its freedom.
 
Breathe deeply of the morning air, savor the fragrance of opportunity.
 
Run your hands along the spine of those precious 24 hours
 
and feel the strength in sinew and bone.
 
Life is raw material.  We are artisans.
 
We can sculpt our existence into something beautiful,
 
or debase it into ugliness.
 
It's in our hands.
 



When I read this affirmation I think, "Ok! I can do this!  I decide that today is going to be a great day!"  Sounds easy, right?  Read a poem, save the world!

Alchemy

So this morning, as I politely told my Butterfly of Indecision to take a hike, I picked up The Alchemist**.  As usual, one of the first passages I read related to what I was dealing with at that very moment.

(He refers to the shepherd):
 
"He still had some doubts about the decision he had made.  But he was able to understand one thing: making a decision was only the beginning of things.  When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision."

Wow.  So true. 

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday mornings, I wake up at 4:30am, long before the sun rises.  I thoroughly enjoy being up to watch the sunrise, simply for the feeling it gives me.  It's empowering, signaling a fresh new day is here.  The sun coming up says to me, "The world is your oyster!  Now go make a difference today!  Choose to make today special!

Where do I start?  In the spirit of improving my time management skills, I have a list of weekly obligations to choose from.  Plenty of different types of activities.  But none of them seem like the best way to start such an important day!

Then the Universe hands it to me.

I think, "Hmm...I should write a blog post.  I really want to improve my writing and I love connecting with people on that level."  Then I look at the inside cover of the book. 

"To realize One's destiny is a person's only obligation." - from The Alchemist
 
SWEET!  The Universe just gave me permission to spend my morning blogging!  I know I sound like a nerd but blogging is not just typing randomly on a page.  Blogging and written communication remain two of my biggest challenges. They give me butterflies, as they're the type of challenge that get me locked-in, my heart racing, and my mind hyper focused.  Pretty awesome stuff.

What are YOUR Monday Morning Butterflies telling YOU? 

My intuition tells me there are two groups; people with Butterflies, and people without Butterflies. 

People with Butterflies are in the contemplation stage of change.  I just learned about this in class last week.  They are anxious/excited about something, but maybe not quite sure how to go about it, or unsure of what the next step is.  They do acknowledge that something needs to change, and as such are at the very least aware of a sense of unease.

People without Butterflies are in the pre-contemplation stage of change.  They don't believe there is a problem.  First step is admitting there's a problem, and they've yet to take that step.  Other people that fall into this category are those who have become comfortable being uncomfortable.  You know who I mean.  The ones who don't want help with their situation, they just want to bitch.


If YOU are lucky enough to be visited by these flirty fun creatures, do yourself a favor and listen to them.  Holy cow this is so Gestalt. If your Butterfly could talk, what would he/she say?

In closing, I'll leave you with the great words of a guy I met at a summer program, (GSP alum holla). As I waited to take my turn on stage and sing "Take My Breath Away" in front of over 500 people, I remember telling him, "I'm nervous! I have butterflies in my stomach!"

Though I don't remember his name, he said something I'll never forget.  This beautiful man said to me, "Then make them fly in formation."




Footnotes/Tangents
**The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho: One of three or four books I'm reading and listening to.#  I'd heard of it before, and decided to read it when I heard Will Smith (one of my soul mates) give a glowing description of it.  JSYK, the story is truly amazing for the person that is ready.

#@dhd@lert: I'm always reading more than one book.  Also, when I really want to absorb the material I will listen to the audiobook (because my strongest learning style is auditory) in addition to reading it.


Thursday, October 10, 2013

The Universe Politely Asks You To Get Off Your Ass

I don't know about you, but I would never trust (or desire) that Inspiration is or could be anything but divine.  The idea it could come simply from synapses firing at Adam and Eve puts much more stock in physical beings than I could ever trust. As J. Madison said, "If men were angels,"...

That being said, I wonder if anyone else has ever experienced this phenomenon, where, in your most relaxed state, you can't stop coming up with the most mind-blowing ideas of the century, (or the day)? Maybe you've been meditating pretty regularly with intention to connect to the Source, (pretty much, what I attempt every other month.) Then, one day, you are swinging on your front porch under a clear and starlit sky and %$#!BAM!#$%. You just had the most amazing idea.  One that would surely put you up there with Rockefeller, if you only had the *cough cough* drive to realize it and capitalize on it.  You think to yourself, "Yeah, someone with lots of time and money could really make something out of that idea. It's a shame I don't have a ton of time or money."

You continue to swing on your porch, feeling a warm spring breeze blow through the trees.  You feel carefree and blissfully defiant, denying any responsibility for the role ideas play in humanity, not to mention the economy. Swing, back and forth, back and forth, and %$#!BAMBAM!#$% !  Another earth-shattering idea.  This one could change the nature of behavioral neuroscience and mental health as you know it!  It could help the autism epidemic and anyone suffering from abandonment, depression, or substance abuse!  You think to yourself, "Wow, that would be simply incredible.  I'd probably need a lot of influential people to help me connect all the dots.  I don't know many influential people, if any.  Oh well."  Another idea shortly after, and now you're starting to feel irresponsible.  How can you have this knowledge and not find a way to share it?

Why must the Universe do this to you?!  You are busy.  You are juggling so many very important things right now.  As you try to shake the accountability creeping into your body, well past the blood-brain barrier, you hear it.  The song.  This is the song that plays in my mind when this phenomenon takes place on, what are intended to be restful, evenings.  I Can't Stop - Flux Pavillion  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzExWz7KP5M

My Very Dearest Virtual Friends; I've come to find this massive influx of Inspiration is the Universe telling you something.  She is saying, with all the love in the cosmos, "Get off your ass!"

The Universe is telling you how to help humanity.  The Universe is gifting to you a unique idea, an idea that could only be gifted to you because of your one-of-a-kind lens with which you view this world.

I've decided that the Source is of the Behaviorist Theoretical Orientation, (making possible natural and logical consequences).



*For those of you who don't know, but would like to...*: Natural consequences are those things that happen in response to your child's behavior without parental involvement. These are imposed by nature, society, or another person. You do not actually deliver a natural consequence yourself. Instead, you allow nature or society to impose the consequence on your child by not interfering.

Child's Behavior

Natural Consequence

Refuses to wear mittensHer hands get cold.
Refuses to eat dinnerShe feels hungry.

Anyway, back to the Source.  People in today's society fuss night and day about waiting for their ship to come in, or payday, or the winning lottery ticket.  Just So You Know, the pattern seems to be, when you don't take advantage of inspiration, inspiration gifted to you by the greatest love ever known, the logical consequence is this: your ship does not come in, there is no payday, all because you never even bought a ticket.

Just So You Know,

Alicia

*And of course as I finish writing this, one of my favorite songs comes on the radio: Eminem's Lose Yourself http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4Uv_4jGgAM









*Natural Consequences Information http://www.dshs.wa.gov/ca/fosterparents/training/natlog/nat02.htm

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Computers vs The Human Brain and The Mind

There has been an ongoing debate about if or when a manmade computer will outsmart a human being.  This, Just So You Know, will never happen. 
Why not?  Well, what are the differences between a computer and a human?  There are plenty to choose from, however, I'm thinking particularly of computation and processing of data.  Can computers process and analyze data faster than a human being? Sure.  Can they be inspired? Absolutely not.  Here is why:
First, computers don't have pineal glands.  They don't have a connection to the Source, or Infinite intelligence.  Inspiration and ideas: where do they come from?  I believe ideas and inspiration are the product of combining previously held knowledge and beliefs with recently learned information. Computers are great for computing objective data, however they don't have the "software" of a human. What do I mean by “human software”? Let’s define “human software” as the subject worldview, perception, values, beliefs, and culture with which an individual filters new information.  Because of this, there will be ideas humans come up with a computer never can.
What about inspiration?  Where does that come from? I believe inspiration is divine.  Each persons’ life experiences gives them the “software” with which they filter new ideas, and when an individual allows it, the universe delivers a knowledge bomb (through the pineal gland I suspect).  The knowledge bomb is then filtered through the human software and BAM: Inspired idea!!!
Think about all the inspired ideas regarding technological innovation, the arts, medicine, and business.  Computers give us the ability to analyze and compute data at a faster rate than humans, absolutely.  However, the end to which they are computing data for was determined by an individual with an idea.

No pineal gland.  No autonomy to “allow”.  Computers may be faster, but humans are inspired.