Not a good day

Okay, today has not been the best day of my life. I was running late, as I seem to have lost motivation since I was notified of the "defunding." When I got to work, one of my coworkers asked me if I'm all packed and ready to leave. Another kindly inquired when exactly will be my last day. And another seemed surprised to see me, "Are you still here?" That's got to be my favorite question for the day.

I had several meetings this week, and it was weird after I walked into the room and was greeted with an awkward silence. Everyone feels so bad about the downsizing. And so grateful that it wasn't them.

There are more meetings next week and the following Monday when the company will provide lunch for us out of sympathy. Excuse me, they actually said it would be a Celebration of all our good work over the past 7-8 years. Some days I just don't feel like celebrating my employment status.

Time to press the reset button. Oh darn, I packed it already!

I know there is something better out there for me.

Good Morning, Sunshine!

I hate to be Ms Mary Sunshine, but I am in a good mood today.
Maybe it has something to do with sleeping later than 6am?

This is just the beginning. Wherever you are, there is hope. There is room for improvement and much to look forward to.

This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Fear of Words

You are not afraid of what you think you are afraid of. You are afraid of what you think. Michael Neill just said that on Hay House Radio.

This is the beginning of a wonderful article about using hypnosis to allay fears. It is a great way to reduce or eliminate fears. I've worked with fear of flying, fear of elevators, fear of swallowing pills, and fear of public speaking.

Rude questions

Do you know what you’re talking about?
Possibly one of the rudest questions I have ever been faced with. And this was directed to me yesterday during a group presentation about drug prevention. Apparently one of my students, is an expert on marijuana, if not other drugs. She also knows that any student who has told me they don’t smoke marijuana is lying to me. She probably doesn’t realize just how much her comments say about herself.

Good news and bad news

Good news, you got a raise! That was last week. This week we are having a meeting to inform us of the impending death of the program I have been working on for almost 4 years. I assume we will be applauded for our outstanding achievements, patted on the back and handed pink slips, don’t let the door slam on your way out!

I think the Universe has something better in store for me!

Overstimulation

I want to write about the overstimulation addiction of this society. Read Ritalin Nation! It was very eye-opening. I mean why is cocaine illegal, while ritalin which, has the same effect on the brain, legal??? Please tell me why???? It's not just because one is sniffed and one swallowed, is it? Many young adults who have prescriptions for ritalin and the other amphetamines used for "ADD" and ADHD" are selling them to eager college students! And people figure that prescription drugs are safer than illegal street drugs. But it's not safe to make that assumption. How many deaths are due to prescription drugs?? Millions per year.



Is it because ritalin is prescribed for mostly white children?



I was going to write about walking in to the "Health" Club and being assaulted with loud music and hundreds of video screens everywhere I look. Music videos play continuously, accompanied by their video components on screens all over the big room. And even though these screens are visible from the bike and treadmill area, each and every treadmill, stair climber, eliptical machine, cross-country skier, and exercise bike has a TV monitor on it. You can use earphones while watching and running, skiing, climbing, or pedaling, or just read the captions. And during commercials, you can watch the music videos or just eavesdrop on one of your neighbor's televisions.



Why is it called a health club, anyway? What is so healthy about it? They sell vitamins and pseudo-steriods. I saw some women peddling protein powder in the locker room.



It's exhausting to be there even if you don't exercise.

Just say no! No to drugs, even prescription drugs. The only way to eliminate the short attention span, which indicates an addiction to stimulation, is to slow things down and learn to sit in silence. Taking amphetamines does not eliminate the addiction, it maintains it. Learning self-hypnosis or meditation will help. As a matter of fact, I remember reading a study a few years ago which said that Hypnosis was more effective than Ritalin as a treatment for ADD and ADHD.

The Fountain of Youth

Ponce de Leon tried to find it here in Florida 500 years ago. What did he find? A bunch of angry natives who threw spears at him. Ponce De Leon had actually come over to the Americas with Christopher Columbus on Columbus’ second visit. Now, Columbus had actually landed on the islands between North and South America, and on South America itself, but not North America. In fact, De Leon did not know he had found an enormous continent when he stumbled upon the North America. He thought the Florida peninsula was just another island, in the “West Indies.” Although Columbus had originally thought he found the back door to India, they had figured out it wasn’t India, but maybe some islands off of it’s eastern coast.

Legends about a Fountain of Youth had long been espoused and some suspect the Native Americans of mentioning it to Europeans in order to get more European goods.

Explorers were eager to come to the “New World,” since Christopher Columbus was awarded governance and dominion over the lands he “discovered.” Ponce was also given governance over the islands he discovered (including Puerto Rico), but when he came to the mainland, he met with resistance. The South American natives and Cuban natives had been more friendly to Europeans.

After Queen Isabella died, King Ferdinand sponsored De Leon’s explorations, in hopes of finding the “fountain of youth.”

They never found it. And, in fact, De Leon died at age 47, from an infection from a wound inflicted by a Florida native’s arrow. He fled to Cuba and died there.

No one has found this legendary fountain (yet).