I approve of myself

Hi.
Happy Tuesday.

I think...and I don't want to jinx it here...but I think I am actually recovered from all of my various illness'. It's only day 2, but I think I might be ok now. *fingers crossed*

Anyhow, I am grateful that this happened at the start of the week and that I can try to make the most of it from the start. Yesterday was pretty well rounded, I got some exercise by doing half my usual walk ( I was still not ready for Bootcamp Mondays yet, I am planning it for next Monday by hopefully building toward it this week), I ate well, pretty well, I slipped when I got home...I was able to concentrate better at work and I went home and was able to concentrate on playing Ukelele and  reading! I went back to Louise L. Hay's You Can Heal Your Life as I abandoned it when I got sick last month and couldn't focus. The exercise was very interesting and I have put it into practice today and would like to share it with you:

Exercise: I Approve of Myself
I have given this exercise to hundreds of people, and the results are phenomenal. For the next month, say over and over, “I APPROVE OF MYSELF.”
Do this three or four hundred times a day, at least. No, it’s not too many times. When you are worrying, you go over your problem at least that many times. Let, “I approve of myself” become a walking mantra, something you just say over and over to yourself, almost nonstop.
It is a guaranteed way to bring up everything buried in your consciousness that is in opposition.
When negative thoughts come up, such as, “How can I approve of myself when I am fat?” or “It’s silly to think this can do any good,” or “I am no good,” or whatever your negative babble will be, this is the time to take mental control. Give these thoughts no importance. Just see them for what they are—another way to keep you stuck in the past. Gently say to these thoughts, “I let you go; I approve of myself.”
Thoughts have no power over us unless we give in to them. Thoughts are only words strung together. They have no meaning whatsoever. Only we give meaning to them. Let us choose to think thoughts that nourish and support us.
Excerpt from You Can Heal Your Life by Louise Hay. © 1984, Hay House.
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 ♥ Thank the goddess for Tina Fey

  

♥ I am not a huge fan of Christmas and the season that just thankfully ended, but I LOVE Valentines Day and all it's cute heart shaped bullshit. SWOON!

♥ I'm not drinking this month to do a sort of half-assed detox, so naturally I'm starting to miss my dear friend booze. One of my favorite cocktails is a greyhound. Look at these yummy greyhound jello shots I found while daydreaming. 

♥ I need a good camera bag. I guess I should concentrate on getting the camera out a little more often to earn it first...

♥ Just watched Trailer Park Boys "Say Goodnight to the Bad Guys" last night. Hilarious. The Man ran it back at Mia's urging cause I missed Mr. Lahey penis shot when I walked out of the room. Shocking.

♥ David Bowie has a new song and may be touring!!

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Friday finally

Made it.
It's Friday.

First 5 day work week in weeks and I made it.

Thank the heavens. I am grateful. I am feeling better than I have since December 8^th and have hope that this weekend will be productive. I have a bunch of cleaning to do. The Christmas tree is still in the living room. Dying a little more each day and it’s really got to go. I haven’t meditated since last weekend and I want to do some yoga and some dance practice. I have however practiced ukulele 2 nights in a row and was brave enough to show my amazing musician friend Mia how far I’ve gotten in “Sea of Love” when she came over for dinner last night. Which also indicates I’ve felt well enough to have a friend over for dinner, so, that was a win as well. The Man has a 7 pound ham that he and Pink are not gonna be able to finish, so he’s having people over to help him. I really like this idea, of impromptu dinner parties focused around destruction of ham before it spoils. Though from what I understand it doesn’t spoil since it’s cured. I really have no idea. I’ve been vegetarian since I was 6 years old, and while I’ve had several moments of wanting or trying or wishing to just join the masses in their carnivorous ways, at this point I don’t feel the need. 

There is also hiking on the menu for the weekend. I look forward to this as well, because I look forward to feeling better about the human form I exist in. Cutting out the sugar and not eating anything else after 9pm has helped to flatten out my belly this week, so, that’s nice. 

I’ve learned, in many very painful examples, never to let my guard down, never to pat myself on the back, never to sigh with relief. But, still, I am so glad I feel a little closer to physically normal than I have in a month.

I’ll go back to posting pretty pictures with quotes under them now for your viewing pleasure.