Well Wishes For Good Health

So you’re sick over the holidays…Oh wait, just kidding, that’s me…but everyone get’s sick at some point and if you handle it anything like I do, well, hopefully you handle it in a more adult way, but my point here is that I don’t think any of us like being sick. Being sick sucks. Being sick is good practice though, being sick can give you an excellent opportunity to practice self love and self care.

#1 in the self love when you’re sick tool bag

Hot baths are AMAZING when you have a cold. My mother used to swear by them. “Boil them buggies out” she used to say. Epsom salt definitely aids in that respect. Some relaxing lavender and eucalyptice helps you relax while you sweat and will help you get to sleep which we all know is amazing for you when you have a cold.

The steam from the bath also opens up your sinuses and breaks up a lot of that congestion. Holding a warm compress over your congested sinuses helps break everything apart even better and as an added bonus, feels really nice too.

A bath will help you feel clean which when your body feels clean, you have a tendency to feel healthy.

#2

Usually, I am against the TV at all costs, it has it’s time and place but when you are sick, that time and place is whenever you feel like it. Fall asleep to your favorite movie or binge watch a series all day if you want. One of the reasons I’m so against regular consumption of TV is that times like this, it should be a treat. That way when you’ve been bed ridden for a few days, you won’t get sick of the TV as quickly and it can pick up your mood and feel like you’re treating yourself. If you’re treating yourself with something special, it’ll take longer for you to get impatient with the healing process that your body needs to take.

#3

Be patient, give yourself time. Nothing is so imortant that it can’t wait a couple days until your well. You need time to fight off the bugs that are making you sick, you need time to rest and time to get back to life. The more you rush, the more frustrating the process will be and the longer it will take. Patience is a good thing to learn anyway, it makes life so much more relaxed (says one of the most impatient people out there).

Hopefully your enjoying yourself more than I am right now, stay well friends, vitamin C and plenty of rest! I wish good health for you all coming into the new year, God Bless!

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A Lesson In The Crucible

God allows to happen that which will help the most amount of people for the longest amount of time. I am beginning to see that play out in my life more and more as the years go by. When I was a child, I had to live with a terrible hurt. It was either fight to live or die starving. I had a problem with my digestive system and my doctor convinced everyone I had an eating disorder. Almost everyone but my parents believed him and told me that all of my suffering was on me. It was my fault and I’m the only one who can change that. That if I wanted it bad enough, I could eat and be healthy. These words broke my heart because I was dying and there was nothing in this world that I wanted more than to be able to eat again. To be able to play, to climb the stairs in my home without having to stop and rest halfway up. My soul shattered. Everything inside me broke, I had no will to live anymore. No will to try. Even after the hospital figured out the true issue, and fixed my insides, I was still broken.

Through time, honesty, and the unfailing support of an incredibly loving man who is now my husband, my soul was mended and I began to love life again. Though I didn’t love myself, I told myself I did. I told others that I did but truly I didn’t and I tried to prove that I did to others as a way of trying to prove it to myself. I still struggle. I fear that I am too thin. That I am weak and can’t do anything for myself, but I am changing that perception.

Ephesians 2:10 says ‘For we are God’s masterpieces, he created us anew in Jesus christ so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.’

Every one of us goes through a crucible in our lives. God uses them to create us anew, to show us what we are capable of. To make us strong and ignite passion in us to do what he calls us to do, to follow his plan for our lives. Two things happen when we face a crucible; we get stuck and never allow ourselves to walk out of it, to let go and allow it to change us or we rise from the challenge. We allow ourselves to be changed. To grow and become stronger than we believe ourselves to be able to be.

A crucible ignites a passion. Mine became helping people overcome psychiatric disorders like I faced. I was told that I would need mind numbing medication to function normally for the rest of my life. I’m sure there are countless numbers of people, lost and scared and alone who are being told the same thing.

I want to challenge the world to reach for more. To break the mold and take back their lives from whatever crucible they are stuck in. Reach for the other side and find your purpose and your passion. Figuring out how to get to the other side reveals so much about who you are and where your passion is and I want to see that in this world. Honesty, creativity, deep thought, and love are seriously lacking and I believe that is why we are so stuck in depression, in anxiety, in pain. The world needs to figure out how to heal, but so many people are so stuck in their pain that they can’t even fathom finding a way out because some doctor offers them a “Cure” in the form of a pill.

Overcome your crucible. Dare to find your passion and allow it to lead your life. Learn to love and except yourself again. Trust me, it leads to a much more satisfying existence.

Self care, how easy can it get?

I’ve been on the self care bandwagon for years now, ever since I heard the term in 2015. I’d always loved the idea of it, read everything I could on it, did everything in my power to become as much of an expert as I could on the topic of self care. Hoping. Praying that one day the actions would be as easy to do as they where to read on the page. But for years, easy and self care where just not even remotely on the same playing field. I struggled, and then put myself down for struggling. How hard is it to do something you enjoy? How hard is it to treat yourself? Apparently, it was extremely hard because I could never quite seem to grasp the concept.

Yesterday it clicked.

Small background, my husband recently switched to 3rd shift. He works 4pm- 4am and I work 6am to 2pm. Alone time was never something I enjoyed. Ever. My mom works 2nd shift and most of my friends are young moms, have their own hectic schedules or have moved and well life happens so for a while, with no family or friends to keep me company 24-7, I got depressed. And then I decided that I was better than that and beat the depression off with my journal and a pen.

That’s when the concept of self care finally made sense.

I was in the bathroom, I had just gotten out of the shower when I felt it…I wanted to do everything in my power to care for my body. It’s the only one I have after all and I want it to be strong and healthy for a long time to come. Because I’ve been practicing mindfulness, I watched this thought flow through and actively thought about it. What changed? What brought these thoughts to mind? I continued watching my thoughts and paying attention to my emotions and in a few short moments, I had my answer. I love myself. Really and truly I love myself. I want the best for myself and as long as that remains the truth, self care is a breeze. It’s second nature, I don’t even have to think about it because it’s what I actively want for myself!

The Hard Questions

“For God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of love, power and a sound mind”

-2 Timothy 1:17

If we sat down an thought about it, how many of us truly like ourselves? How many of us are truly as confident as we would like to be? How many of us actually want to sit down and think about these things, or are we too ashamed of what our answers might be?

Are we ashamed that the answer that we want, and the answer that is true are different from each other? If so, why can’t we live our lives to make the answers the same? It would take some work but is that really such a bad thing? Does hard work really make it that much more of a reward, or would we really be better off taking a pill for a quick fix?

Why are we so much more accepting of someone saying we are broken and need medication to fix our pains than someone who wants us to put in a little more effort? Are we so afraid of a little work? Or is it the responsibility of it all that we find hard to swallow?

These are the questions that keep me up at night, but maybe, I’m just afraid of the answers.