Word of the day

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Word of the day

Expanding my vocabulary & language  usage is one my daily bucket list items. For years, my goal has been to learn one new word a day. Now I get a chance to do just that.
It’s on my list for a number of reasons. Scrabble. Crossword puzzles. Become more articulate. Sound more academic. Become a better writer. And last not but least, maybe if I mix in some mumbo jumbo when I don’t have a hot clue to a question, at least all that jargon will make me sound like I know what I’m saying. Lol.
The word of the day today is “extrapolate”.  I heard it on a tv show today. I have to say, trying to come up with a word of the day has made me increasingly aware of what others are saying and how they are saying it. Go figure, imagine the reason why I do something ends up benefiting another purpose or cause. Funny how life works out. You aim to make orange juice, and then you get a pineapple orange juice. And sometimes the byproduct you get is even better than what you originally sought out for. Now this is what this #SoireeProjectGrowth is all about: uncovering processes in undefined ways. Werd.

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Hit refresh

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Hit refresh

Refresh & replenish. The two ‘R’s that I can often struggle with. Historically, I’ve been a night owl who can be functional with minimal sleep. I like to compare this to a car who runs the gas tank to the very last few drops. As I age, it is becoming apparent that the habitual patterns that I used to practice is no longer viable. It must be age that is getting to me. I’m aiming to get more sleep these days. I won’t say how much more, because frankly, it’s still way less than the recommended amount than What is suggested based on research studies. I guess, the bottom line is, improvement is improvement any way you look at it. Refreshing and replenishing doesn’t always have to equate to getting sleep. If replenishing my stock is nourishing my soul with activities that I enjoy, them perhaps it’s a balancing act of getting (literal) sleep and doing those things I love. Afterall, isn’t life about doing what ignites your soul on fire? At least in my world it is. In a world where time is often given for others, the least I can do is carve some time for me. If you can’t hit that refresh button every so often, then how are you going to enjoy the moments in the present?

The relay race

 

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The relay race

One of my favourite childhood memories from elementary school is doing relay races. I loved the idea of handing off the baton to your team mate and cheering each other on; or patting each other to tell you you are doing a great job, even when you trip or fall behind the other teams.

Getting through a LOOOONNNGGG race is only possible when you have a team to hand off that baton. You will get tired. You will need a physical and emotional break to re-charge. You will need that water break.

And it’s always good to know who’s great at what & know each other’s strengths are. For example, I love setting the pace, therefore I know I like to go first. And I also know I don’t like being the anchor….( or last one). Sometimes the excruciating pressure to finish well can get to me and cause a few stumbles. And there are people who love being anchor. So guess who gets to be the finisher? Yup, that person who loves doing just that!
Being in a relay race with your team is like family. They are your essentials to get through this thing called life. They will pick up the parts where their strengths are better in certain aspects.They will cheer you on when you are doing great. And they will tell you when you need to pick up the pace when you are falling short of your game. They are the ones who will shed those same sweat and tears during your run. And they are the ones that make the defeats less isolating, the victories that much sweeter, and the the game much more meaningful. And when you are lucky, you will get to run with the same relay race team throughout multiple (victorious an some not-so-victorious) relay races.

Run. Baton. Handoff. Refresh. Repeat.

Where does the story begin

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Where does the story begin?

We all have a story. And every story has beginnings. And when you’ve come a long way, it is beautiful to reflect how the journey began.
I saw this phrase painted on a wall two days ago (as featured in the picture above) ; & it was very symbolic of where my headspace was at.

Take a moment to appreciate all the highs and lows of how you got to where you are. It isn’t always about having a great ride throughout the whole duration of time. You wouldn’t be the person you are without the entirety of the whole. And maybe you wouldn’t be as strong or resilient if you didn’t have those bumpy moments. And when you have those great moments, they can be a reminder of what you have….. and what you can have. This applies to relationships, your career, your dreams, and everything else in between.

Life, and loss, makes you reflect how you currently spend your time on, & makes you appreciate what you want to make time for & what you don’t want to waste your time on.

Just as stories have beginnings, they too have an ending. But what I am learning is that endings can be the start of a new beginning or a new journey. Or maybe the journey is about continuing on the path but in a slightly different direction.

Beginnings –> endings –> create new beginnings
Funny how life comes in full circle.

The weekly review- week 1

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The weekly review- week 1

Self-compassion. Forgiveness. It’s hard to get through everything on your list. It’s even harder to be compassionate towards yourself when you fall short of what you hoped to achieve. And I know that I get disappointed when things are not checked off my list.
Mindfulness meditation has been one of the easier activities to tackle this week. The more challenging one(s) are “physical activity”and “pay it forward “. But I must say, one cool process that is starting to take unfold, is that now, every so often throughout the day, I will mentally find opportunities where I can consciously do those 12 items on the list. Mindfulness and intention.
My plant, by the way is starting to grow new buds….and roots on the fallen leaves are starting to grow. Go figure. This has been a neat experiment thus far.

Here’s to week two.

The pleasantries of the unexpected

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The pleasantries of the unexpected

On my desk was an unexpected, (but pleasant )surprise. The best gestures are the ones that are done “just because”; when there’s no ulterior motivations behind the  gesture. In this day in age, where skepticism and doubt is almost the norm, it is sometimes hard to fathom that there are just genuine, kind souls that actually do exist. But the one thing my heart is opening up to more, especially now that I am trying to at least be cognizant, and ideally practice a daily act of ‘paying it forward’ , the more my mind is opening up to the idea that maybe there are all sorts of genuine acts happening all the time, if only I open up my eyes to see them.
The unexpected piece of knowledge that is starting to unfold within this #soireeprojectgrowth, is that there is soooooo much good in this world,….and that there is so much good to give;  & there are sooo many people doing good things for us all the time,…and yet they can often go unnoticed when our blinders are constantly focused and immersed in the non-stop, go-go-go of today’s cultural pace.

It’s not about seeing the world through rose-coloured glasses, it’s about seeing the world (and people) at face value for what they truly are.
I challenge you to find those unexpected pleasantries,…because maybe, just maybe, you will then realize how present “the good” is in your life (whatever that “good in your life is”); & how that goodness  can multiply exponentially.

The Bucket List

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The bucket list

We all have a bucket list. It’s a list of all the things one wants to accomplish during the span of one’s lifetime. It’s  funny how experiencing a death of a loved one expedites your desire to get those items on your bucket list checked off.
One thing that is beginning to materialize these past few weeks, is that these bucket list items don’t have to be grand at all.
I am truly finding solace in finding at least one thing to be grateful for; or trying to find at least one way to pay it forward to ignite a random act of kindness; or identifying at least personal strength of mine. And the more I’m consistent with implementing these practices, the clearer it becomes to me that daily mindfulness practices such as these is essential. Maybe I had the idea of bucket list all wrong before. I always thought of bucket list items as large grand event occurrences ( ie. hike Mount Everest). Maybe if we see our bucket list as everyday, acts of kindness & gratitude, then maybe we will find a richness in our daily. Maybe if we shifted our expectations of our bucket list checklist as those beautiful, but often too rare, wondrous life moments, then maybe,…just maybe…..life won’t be that monotonous rigmarole pace we often complain about.