Don’t Panic

Don’t panic. If you’ve ever read Hitchiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, you know all about that awesome catch phrase. Besides awesome works of fiction, it applies to any humans’ daily life as well.

Today I was driving to work and as I neared my destination (I was about ten minutes away) I felt this excruciating burning on my back. What the hell? I had to think about it for a second. Then it went away, and I kept driving. Then it came back. Holy shit, what the hell is that?! I knew what it was, but I couldn’t figure out how it got to my back. Then I realized all four of my windows were down (my AC doesn’t work) and the culprit must have gotten sucked into the cab of my truck.

Bee sting. Ouch.

Once I figured out it had to be a bee, I took deep, intentional breaths and found a spot to pull over (church parking lot). I was moving faster now as it was burning like hell. I threw the truck in park, hopped out, ran around the side away from the traffic and tore my shirt off over my head. I shook my stripped clothing vigorously and spotted the bee.

“Mr. Bee, why?” I asked as he fell to the ground. He didn’t answer but I knew that it didn’t matter why, it just mattered that I managed to not panic and was able to pull over and get my situation back to normal (without causing an accident) before I continued to work. When I got there, one of my female coworkers was in the office and I asked her to go in the bathroom with me and see if there was a stinger in my back. She looked and there wasn’t. Just a giant, red welt.

Okay, I can deal with that. I took some Advil, made my green tea and got on with my day.

So, why am I telling you this weird story about a bee sting and not panicking? Because when we panic, shit gets effed up. I mean, what if I had panicked and drove into oncoming traffic? Or hopped out of my moving car? I’m not sure that it is human nature to panic or of we just tell ourselves that because we’re expected to panic.

No matter what happens: don’t panic.

In my new book, I am writing about a carnival that comes to a small Pennsylvania coal town and a local waitress disappears during this time. Are they related? You’ll have to read the book to find out. But in writing my female lead, she is also the type of person who doesn’t panic – other people in my books panic, but my female leads don’t. I tend to like people who don’t panic…

Do you tend to panic or remain calm in high stress situations?

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Let’s Talk About Down Time

Last week I had kind of a scare.

How busy are you? Between relationships, jobs, kids, pets, appointments, hobbies, paying bills, making meals, self-care, commuting… where do you fit in to everything? Like, where is there a section of time blocked out for you without kids, pets, deadlines, spouses, bosses, etc.?

Last week I had kind of a scare. I went in for a routine OB-GYN appointment then found out I ultimately have to have a full hysterectomy. Okay, I am 46 years old, I can deal with that. So, we set it up (even though I still need to go for more tests – can you say MONEY GRAB?) and I am scheduled for the end of August. Then, at the end of last week, I had an awful migraine to which nothing would relieve it. I left work early on Friday and had a grueling weekend only to have to go to the ER because I could not stop vomiting and felt like walking death (literally). Well, here, I did not know that feeling the way I did would lead to potassium depletion and that can make a person feel like dogged hell.

So, why am I telling you this? When we get busy we often forget to take care of ourselves. It is so easy to put our health last, to push off eating or forgoing a nap when we are exhausted. Taking care of our bodies is as important as taking care of our minds. I realized that a few days ago as I laid in the hospital on a potassium chloride drip due to potassium depletion that I had some serious decisions to make about my life. And I came up with a few:

  1. It is time for me to get serious about finding work closer to home. We moved three years ago and my current job is 25 – 27 miles from my home. That makes for close to an hour of travel each way. That is ten hours a week travel time and 250 miles a week (12 hours and 300 miles during tax season).
  2. I have to get consistent with my meditation and self-care. I noticed I feel so much better when I meditate and get mindful about my day. One of the terrible things I do is run on autopilot every day. Not a good idea. Also, taking my vitamins and getting in some exercise. I am forty-six years old… the longer I put it off, the worse I feel.
  3. I really have to commit to saying “No.” when I feel it is justified. Sheesh. How many times do I say, “Yeah, sure, I’ll get right on that.” only to regret it immediately and be mad at myself for not sticking up for me. I have to get comfortable with being uncomfortable for a little while in the name of self-care.

The truth is, there is no shame in self-care. If we’re not careful we can exhaust ourselves and for most things that could wait or will go on long after we’re gone (jobs, chores, etc). So do yourself a great thing and take the nap, have that bit of ice-cream, write that book, move to that new place… do what it takes to take care of YOU. You’re the only you there is! I think Dr. Seuss said it best:

Have a blessed day. ❤

A Work in Progress

3e4ace41fb0bd063ef53b32735a26d2fGood morning fellow humans… I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I wanted to tell everyone that there are now officially three poetry books for sale on Amazon. Click on the link to the right and it will take you to the page.

Also, I am entertaining the thought of self-publishing ‘Consequences’  despite my husband being strongly against it. He feels I should keep submitting to traditional publishers and agents.

I signed up to do NaNoWriMo this year against my better judgment and I totally shit the bed on it. I got about ten days in and was so busy with other things, that I didn’t keep up with my word count and not only that, I have just been in a negative type of mood and it is impacting me in a negative way.

I believe in energy, so I know that the reason all this negative shit is going on around me is a direct result of my state of mind.

My books aren’t selling and I totally get it. I didn’t do any serious marketing and also I don’t belong to any poetry groups or anything close to it, so no one knows I exist. That’s acceptable for now. I check my Amazon once a week.

In other news… I keep bumping up against resistance at the day job and I am taking it as my subconscious creating it because while it pays decent, it is a dead-end job. I will always only be an administrative assistant. It is one of the most non-creative positions I have had in my life. I mean, I could be creative, but I am micro-managed a lot, and you know how that goes.

In other, other news… I will have my Associate’s Degree in Liberal Arts by January! 🙂 Super happy about that. I plan on taking a year off and then going after my Bachelor’s in Environmental Science.

So, since I am feeling the pull-down, I insist on recognizing it, accepting it, and then moving away from it. The longer I sit in my negative garbage, the more it affects me in a negative way.

Once this semester is over, I am going to take great steps to reclaim my sanity and begin journaling/meditating for at least thirty minutes a day. I know therein lies great peace and calm.

Do you have any holiday plans? How about NaNoWriMo… did you or are you participating?

Blessed Be. )O(

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Awkward Moments

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A life riddled

With awkward moments

Passionate

Extreme

So many tales

Tears and laughter

Grief and satisfaction

Photogenic reminiscences of a life endured

Of love suffered

Moments of agony wrapped in splendor

Only awkward felt reasonable

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Frantic Hope

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I got a message the other day

It plainly said they took you away

You told me you were innocent

This was a crime you did not commit

I had frantic hope that this was true

But then I learned the painful truth

There’s so much I wish I could change

Things that I would rearrange

But all we have is the right now

And we’ll make it through this somehow

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Frantic

Entertain

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I entertain you

With broken words of heartbreak

You are not alone

In this wretched world

I’m here to share your sorrow

To collect your tears

You’ll live through all this

Wounds become scars of healing

Time is the great reckoning

Of forgotten love

Ok, I thought I saw that ‘entertain’ was the word of the day, but the word of the day has disappeared, so who the hell knows. I have been busy with school, and also finalizing my novel – my books sales came to a screeching halt. Most people that bought the book or received a free copy have not left a review. I guess that is just how it goes in the beginning.

Thank you so much to anyone who bought it or picked up a free copy during the promotion. And thank you even more to anyone that left a review! ❤

Love you guys so much for all your support and following. I am still working on Book 2 of poetry as well. Keep your eyes peeled!

❤ Have a great Tuesday

via Daily Prompt: Entertain

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Study Study

Well, sometimes I don’t know why I do the things I do. They are excellent in theory, but when applied to a commoners life, they are downright nonsensical. If you’ve been following along, you might know that I went back to school for my Associate’s in the Arts and at this moment have exactly thirteen credits to go to get my degree. After this semester, I will have six credits left to fulfill.

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I know! It’s so exciting. 😀

I have always been able to study hard, get good grades and mostly do well in school. My fretting is due to this semester: I have two full-length classes (fifteen weeks each), plus I am working Saturday’s at the office and not to mention (but mentioning) that I am in the final edits of my novel while writing the second book of poetry. So, extra school work, extra work hours, extra writing, and financially… my other professors provided books and such via PDF to lighten the financial load. This semester, I had to buy the books and pay out of pocket (not enough financial aid). Can we form a group to fight the robbery of overpriced textbooks?

I know I will be okay, but not knowing what to expect from the professors is I think what is getting me. I am taking Anthropology 101 and Biology. Anthropology I am excited about… Biology, not so much but am keeping a positive attitude.

Hopefully, I will have time to study. I might have to ease up on the writing for the next few months, but I will squeeze it in when I can! Success is all about hard work and sacrifice, right?

In Poetry Through Darkness news, someone left another really nice review of the book and I am ever grateful for that. It means so much to me when people take time out of their busy lives to make some moments for me. So, from the bottom of my heart to anyone who bought a book and/or left a review… thank you so very much. ❤

And yes! I am working on the second book of poetry. I am about thirty poems in so far and I hit a snag of blankness but picked back up with some fresh thoughts yesterday.

Happy Monday! The best thing you can do for yourself is to stay true to you!

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