Category Archives: Recuperation

Slow Down Your Life: Letting Go of Technology’s Grasp

Barbara Brady
Barbara Brady

Is it just us?  Women over fifty who feel like our life is speeding up each day, and it’s all we can do to keep our  head above water? Jogging in the woods this January, I felt that way, and thought if I could pretend it was 1970 something instead of 2014, then maybe I could slow my life down again to a pace more in keeping with my natural biorhythm. If it was 1970 something now, what would I still do, and what would be different? I would do what I did this morning – make coffee, meditate, say prayers/affirmations, and go running. I would be focused internally, connecting with and filling myself up first, before focusing on the expectations and demands of the external world. Then I may talk to people on mypushbutton phone landline or meet them in person. I certainly wouldn’t turn my cell phone and computer on first thing in the morning or leave them on until bedtime to check voicemails, texts and emails. When I have done that before, I’ve felt pulled from my center. Depletion and disconnection followed, along with the feeling of treading water to keep my head above it. What can you do to slow down and release technology’s hold on you?

  1. Claim one day a week to be completely unplugged from the internet or email.turnoffpcoops50
  2. Set boundaries around technology each day. Create a self-connection routine first thing in the morning and at the end of your day. This could include prayer, meditation, walking in the woods or on the beach, exercising, journaling, painting, etc. It’s very empowering to do this, because you’re telling yourself and the universe that you value yourself and your time, choosing to be proactive and creative vs. reactive and  programmed.
  3. Turn your computer off by 6:00 or 6:30 p.m. and don’t check email after this. Spend your evening connecting with friends in person or by phone. Read, create, play.
  4. Put your cell phone away when with other people and mute it. Honor who you’re with.
  5. Pay attention to your time spent on social media. Is it really adding to or subtracting from your life?“A 2013 study published by the Public Library of Science showed that more use of Facebook meant less sense of well-being and more feelings of envy.”

Yogaoops50Finally if you were to die tomorrow, would you wish you’d spent more time on email or the web? Or would you wish you’d spent more face to face time with loved ones or seeing the world?     Barbara Brady, Coach & Trainer Global Leadership / Intercultural / Transformation through Transition www.mycoachbarbara.com

In Awe of Sleep

JANEI have to write about sleep again, since it keeps evading me.  I could rant and rave about how little sleep I have had over the past 10 years, or I could talk about how much I dread going to bed at night, knowing that I will be up again at 3 a.m., all by my lonesome, walking around trying to figure out what to do with my time.  But I don’t want to do that.  It’s too boring.  Everyone has heard it before.

I do want to write about how much I miss sleep and how I long to have it back in my life.  I don’t think I ever realized how much I loved and appreciated sleep until it left me.  Growing up, I took it for granted that I would go to bed at night and sleep until morning, without interruption.  I also took for granted how rested and alive I felt each day.  And any time I was exhausted from some activity or event, I knew that I would recover after a good night’s sleep.  I remember my mother saying to me often, “All you need is a good night’s sleep.”   And she was right.  That’s all I need right now:  one good night’s sleep.

But that’s not going to happen.  I can fall asleep without any problem, but come 3 a.m. or so, every night, I am wide awake, either worryin about some stupid thing or just plain wide awake.

I know one thing that ruined my sleep was having four children and waking up all night to feed them.  I tend to think that’s what ruined my sleep patterns for good, but I’m not really sure.  Plenty of people I know, especially women over fifty, never sleep through the night.  It just seems to be the new reality. So, maybe it was Menopause.  Maybe it’s stress. Maybe it’s having grown children.  Maybe it’s having pets.  Maybe it’s just being over fifty.  Who knows?

All I know is this:  I want to take a minute to say to anyone out there who has the ability to sleep through the night every night:  enjoy it!!! Never take it for granted!  Luxuriate in it!  Sleep an extra hour for me!  I wish to heaven I could take your place, even for just one night.

 

 

Laugh Lines: October 26th, 2011

A 56 year-old woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.

While on the operating table she had a near-death experience.

Seeing God she asked, “Is my time up?”

God answered, “No, you have another 40 years, 2 months, and 8 days to live.”

Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a face-lift, liposuction, and a tummy tuck.

She even had someone come in and change her hair color.

Since she had so much more time to live, she thought she might as well make the most of it.

After her last operation, she was released from the hospital.

While crossing the street on her way home, she was hit by a car and died immediately.

Arriving in front of God, she demanded, “I thought you said I had another 40 years – why didn’t you pull me from out of the path of the car?”

God replied, “I didn’t recognize you.”

WHITE BEACH MORNING GLORY

In Praise of Vacations and the Beach

Jane
Thanks to my loving sister, who let us use her beachfront cottage, I am staying at the beach at Emerald Isle this week with my family.  It is too cold to sunbathe.  Too cold to walk on the beach.  Way too cold to swim (although my youngest daughter insists on jumping in every afternoon).  So, it doesn’t sound like much of a vacation.

But it’s heaven.

Here’s my schedule: I wake up with the sunrise in the morning and go out and sit on the deck, watching the ocean, maybe sipping a cup of decaf coffee.  A little bit later, after the family wakes up, I have some breakfast, lovingly prepared by someone other than myself (beach vacations include freedom from cooking!).  Then, I take a morning walk on the beach, stopping every now and then to pick up a shell or pat a passing dog.  When I get back to the cottage, I might read a book for a while or do an acrostic puzzle from the book my husband gave me for Valentine’s Day.  Then, what do you know, it’s time for lunch!  One of the kids is on lunch duty, so I wait to eat what they prepare.  Later in the day, I might sit on the deck for a little longer–or take another walk–depending on my energy.

Josie in the Water

 

Sometimes, I take a nap in the afternoon, listening to the sounds of the waves breaking on the beach and the seagulls flying around, calling to each other.  I’m often hungry here–something about the ocean air!  So I have to be careful about not eating, eating, eating, every spare minute.  I’ve been good so far.

Double Rainbow at the Beach

 

Later in the afternoon, I read my book again–or write–or have another walk.  It’s difficult sometimes to choose!  There are no phones ringing.  No emails to be answered, since I don’t look at them.  No places to go or people to see.

Then, before you know it, it’s time for dinner, once again prepared by someone else, followed by a board game with everyone or, perhaps, a rented movie on the t.v., with popcorn.  Then, time to go out on the deck and look at the stars before climbing into bed.

There are ways to spend lots of money down here.  We could go go-carting or eat at fancy seafood restaurants or take a ferry over to Ocracoke Island for the day.  But why bother?  We’ve got the ocean out our front door, carrying away months and months of stress each morning and lulling us to sleep each night.  Oh, and did I mention the moon over the ocean at night?

I recommend it to all women over 50!

I See a Cruise in My Future

Annice

Okay, I said I wasn’t going to write about Len’s hip replacement anymore, and I’m not.  But, as a result of our wretched winter, I believe I see a Caribbean Cruise in the very near future for one deserving woman over 50.

I see a Cruise in your future

I’ve never been on a cruise, and honestly, as someone who prided herself in being adventurous, I poo pooed them.  Len, too, felt cruises were rather beneath him.  We both cringed at the idea of being stuck at sea with thousands of strangers trying hard to vacation on an ocean liner.  How appealing could that be, I asked.  Well, now that I’ve had the life force sucked out of me, I’m thinking about being stuck at sea with a boatload of strangers basking  in the sun with Margaritas, lobster salad, spa treatments, yoga classes, trashy magazines, and no email, facebook or cell phones unless I want them.  Even Len is thinking cruise.

Admittedly, watching too much daytime T.V. (while taking care of Len) made me very susceptible to compelling commercials about Carnival Cruises to the Caribbean. In a flash, I saw myself sliding down a giant water slide on the   ship’s pool, and laughing all the way.

Oh yeah!

The seed of desire was planted, and for the past few days I’ve been searching the internet for affordable cruises.  And guess what?  There are so many to choose from.   The one that is calling me leaves from Miami, and then sails  to Belize, Honduras, and Mexico.  I’m certain Len will be ready by May, and as for me, I was ready yesterday.

P.S.  Do you think I could bring Gus?  He could use a vacation, too and he loves to swim.