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Practice, practice, practice
When I was a child I loved the story about the Little Engine that Could… through the years my child heart has kept me amused with stories that inspire capability… When I was out this week, starting my new exercise routine, I suddenly realized that I am finally able to start a new practice… Before the car accident I was physically active, but the injuries I suffered were severe enough that it forced me to learn a new practice… being still… I was furious when I first faced this kind of limitation. In time I learned to function within my new limitations.
I had never meditated prior to the accident… I had not learned to be still with myself…I had two speeds, fast and faster… I had been strong physically and I loved sports and long hikes and skiing, anything physical…I lived to go to work. I had my own company, and I worked a full time job and parenting was the bring spot in my life…I was tireless… I didn't have a clue that I was exhausting to be around…
But that was my diet of distraction… and after I crashed, I felt like I died when I couldn't do those things anymore. gradually I discovered that I had new vistas to explore. about five years into my recovery I learned to meditate… wow… The power of mental control fascinated me more and more… it was new practices that opened me to realize that the physical and mental is not an either or, but a combination of balanced mind… as I practiced this new disciplne I discovered a different kind of strength coming into my awareness. I was less agitation with the slow recovery process I had to face, and I found getting through the many surgeries less maddening…I even came to understand that Doctors were only practicing… so this week, after waiting twelve years to feel like I had any control at all over my physical steps and that I really do have the hope of reclaiming a little of what I lost in that unforeseen event… That I really got a lot more than I lost… I found real compassion for myself, and became more aware of what limitation taught me, because of that, 'accident'. I also felt a surge of excitement in having found new friends on this site,that had I continued on that previous path, I never would have met, and I couldn't wait to come share my epiphany with you… because of your support and understanding, I am able to deal with the diabetes now too, without the sense of isolation that hounded me during much of the other lessons… and I am curious now about to hear your stories, of how you have learned in your willingness to Practice, Practice, Practice… because of your limitations and what it is teaching you… With gentleness and care… your friend, Jocelyn
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Jocelyn, you are a very neat woman and I admire your spunk but then that is how I see things and new friends that I have garnered her on DC. Keep on, keeping on. Always place yourself out of harms way, that is if you can these days. And lastly trust in yourself always. Fred aka Freddyg
Fred, brothers rock too, and I consider you a great friend…
Jocelyn, You have a wonderful attitude about life in general. I remember that story about "The Little Engine That Could" but had forgotton about it until I read this. My ex-husband and I are still very good friends. He preached all the time PMA, Positive Mental Attitude. I wanted to slap him most days when he said it because I thought I had a PMA, lol. I had sailed through life with things going the way I wanted them to. When I was diagnosed with diabetes, that all changed. I had to learn how to get and keep a PMA and it finally sunk in with me. I had to realize this is not a death sentence, just a bump in the road of life. I try to be positive, and it does help. Practice is so true, and when you're finally okay with yourself, the pieces do fall together and it gets easier. Hugs to you! Angie
PMA is a lot easier said than done right? Diabetes is a wake up call… like so many other things can be…You're right it doesn't have to be a death sentence… It's more like a paragraph to reroute our choices. Maybe discipline to pay attention to ourselves in really caring ways… before I was diagnosed I sure didn't pay as much attention to my needs as I do now… wow… huh? Hugs, j
I just want to say thank you Jocelyn and Angie. You two rock!
as do you Judi… love your contributions… there's a saying… sister's rock… and as far as I am concerned, all women are sisters… particularly those who like each other… lol hugs
yes we as mothers seem to look after everyone but us now it is our turn i was the same way. i dont know how i will make out but all i can say is i dont want to give up.i realy like this dc i have learned a lot of things here and the strugling people are going through but they are like that little enigine that could sure is nice to hear that most of you are very good at takeing it one day at a time it has made me not give up.
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I knew I could, I knew I could, I knew I could… Not I wish I had, I wish I had, … lol Love that new book title out, Joy of Diabetes… who says we can't be joyful? Besides a lot of whats wrong is environmental and just because we inherited the results of generations of ignorant choices… doesn't mean we can't face the music and make write the words to a new song…even dance to the tune… Change doesn't just happen… We choose to make change happen… yeehaw!
That's what I first believed, trust in yourself and always, I repeate it, Always be POSITIVE. Life can be painful with this disease but you can really overpower it by being positive.
God Bless. Freddyg aka Fred