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“Knowing yourself deeply has nothing to do with whatever ideas are floating around in your mind. Knowing yourself is to be rooted in Being, instead of lost in your mind. “ Eckhart Tolle
Over the past year I’ve really grown as a person through the work I do with seeing a psychotherapist. You see I’ve made a good job at making my identity in WHAT I do, instead of understanding that it is simply just WHO I am.
If that seems a little strangely worded, let me put it this way…
I’ve put a lot of my self-worth in the hands of receiving awards. I love the thrill of getting acknowledged for doing a great job, I love reading comments on my social media posts and I adore reading your emails that you send me.
These things have become an addiction over the years. Working hard for the next prize or acknowledgement.
The wildflowers stand tall,
Their faces turned towards the sun.
Their petals stretched forth, giving praise to their maker.
They don’t busy themselves.
They’re planted firm.
They may swing gently back and forth in the breeze but they are not shaken.
Their roots dig down deep.
Apparently I’m degrading and negative.
Ummm, ok Facebook executives up in your fancy offices.
As I sat with my Facebook ad, something I had been procrastinating for months on, I finally designed a beautiful advert with some text inviting beauties like you to learn more about your anxiety and how to alleviate it.
Cause, you know alleviating anxiety feels as good as my artisan coffee from some cool as hipster café while playing Jenga with my 2 year old. It tastes smooth, strong and there’s an element of fun on the side.
So Facebook claims that I was being degrading by using the phrase ‘What are your anxiety triggers?’ Apparently it makes yo all feel like I’m serving you the Nescrappe’ coffee from a jar rather than the smooth as Organic Roasted coffee made in Byron under the sweat of a thousand hipsters.
I like to experiment.
Like the one time my friends dared me to eat as many Fantales (that’s like an Aussie sticky caramel lolly for the non Aussies). Now on its own, probably not a problem.
But I had braces on my teeth and for those of you who have gone through the pain staking (but oh how cool, let’s choose awesome elastic band colours to go onto them stage), you know that you aren’t supposed to eat lollies.
Orrrrr maybe it’s because you may just clamp your jaw shut as tight as your mum’s wallet.
And you may be on a train heading to a camp site.
Hey hey gorgeous,
What’s been happening?
Last week’s resource on ‘The new way to focus at work and at home’ was quite popular with you ladies. It’s so easy to get distracted isn’t it? One moment you’re off to find a pen in the other room, and then the fridge calls out to you with the left over chocolate brownie inside of it, which then leads to making yourself a delicious coffee and then binge watching Netflix.
I sooooo get it.
I’ve been putting strategies in place this year to help me feel much more bliss and less of a workaholic. I’m 2 weeks into my TECH FREE SUNDAY and it feels good. I have found my Sunday has gone much longer and I’m having far more fun.
So what’s been happening in your world? Are you feeling bliss and less of a workaholic?
Or are you struggling?
The alarm goes off, you cringe.
Fumbling for your phone you swipe on the snooze button.
Just 5 more minutes please.
And despite the fact you can’t go to sleep, because you’ve got first day back at work after hols anxious vibes jumping around inside of you, like that time you were jumping into the pool on hols.
Just wanting to get away from the heat of the day.
This week I went back to my teaching job for the year. I’ve gone back with a real peace in my spirit that God really has something in this for me and to just be really organised this year to avoid overwhelm.
I’m generally an organised person but stress still plays a massive role in my life.
The best kinda way to describe stress is like those elastic bands. Each time a new stress is added, another gets added to the ball. Eventually it becomes so big that you can even bounce the ball about. It’s jumping all over the place. And if you cut the elastic it starts to contract back, wriggling away into its former state.
Hey gorgeous girls,
I’m back from my 1 week blog holiday and even though I wouldn’t say I’m bouncing with energy (because you know, staying up too late to read books after my toddler goes to sleep) is reality some times.
If you’re in the closed Facebook group HERE, you would have heard that I had a suspicious mole cut out.
Oh hey there gorgeous,
Did you have a great Christmas? I had an awesome one hanging out with family. (And I finally finished my Cecilia Ahern book ‘Lyrebird.’ Ahhhmazing!)
I can’t believe2016 is nearly over.
For some of you, you’re excited. 2016 was a year of stretching for you. I know a lot of you have gone through significant hurts and losses but I hope that in amidst it all you did have pockets of sunshine that beamed through in your darkest night.
Perhaps a friend gave you that much needed hug or prepared you a meal to help you get through.