With the ice last week, I was feeling super lethargic. I didn’t get as much work done as I usually do. I met with my coach on Friday so I told her that I needed help with motivation. That it was icy and gloomy and I couldn’t get anything done. She (annoyingly) didn’t tell me how to be more motivated.
Instead she asked me “who determines how much work you should get done?” She asked me “what is wrong with being unmotivated?” She (super annoyingly) asked me “what does it say about you as a person if you don’t get a lot of work done in a week?” I mean, REALLY? Can’t I just get a motivation pill or something?
Did you watch the Netflix special “Waco” about David Koresh and his followers? I admit that I am a junkie for these kinds of series that drive deep into the minds that we can’t quite begin to comprehend.
I think I am so addicted to them because when I think about people who join cults, belong to very strict religious communities, or end up going down bizarre paths under the influence of others I always wonder, “how did this happen?”
For some of these people the immersion begins early, and they never know another way. But sometimes you find out that someone comes from a seemingly “normal” family, somehow takes a wrong turn and finds themselves enmeshed in a community that controls every aspect of their lives. On the cruise control of indoctrination, they do unspeakable things in the name of the community, person, or idea they follow.
That’s what these two statements (the title of this blog) remind me of. “We don’t need to be fixed. We were never broken.”
What stories are you telling yourself? (Part two) Last month I talked about the story I told myself about my weight being the reason I couldn’t run anymore. The stories we tell ourselves can be so hard to discover much less dismantle. We often look for evidence to support the stories we make up. You can thank your brain (who really prefers the status quo) for that one.
I've mentioned over and over that I'm listening to a ton of work from Kara Lowentheil. In her work she teaches about a thought ladder exercise and this is my lighter version. When you have a terrible thought, think to yourself, "what's the next best thought?"
This time last year, my spouse and I were in a BAD place. In spite of the beginnings of vaccines making their way into our world, the kids were not yet vaccinated and therefore we were keeping them close. Which meant they were with us ALL.THE.TIME. No camps, school, or other activities. My spouse and I were on edge. Anxious, unhappy, irritable. Especially for my spouse, who now works from home, there was no escape. I saw our beautiful home become more like a prison for him. Zoom meetings are great but happy hours, water cooler conversations, actually being next to someone, you can’t replicate that.
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