7 Quotes to Unplug and Enjoy a Vacation

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You plan a vacation and then count down the days, maybe weeks or months, until you leave for the islands or the mountains or the cabin in the woods.

You cannot wait to escape the life that is your every day, to unplug from stress and making decisions.

You get where you’re going and spend the first two days unwinding your mind to get into vacation mode.

The vacation is grand and then it ends. Back to reality, back to work, back to the grind. You may feel refreshed and rejuvenated for a time, maybe a couple of days or a week.

Soon after, though, you find yourself leaving today to go back to the memory of your vacation or to begin planning the next one.

It’s hard to stay satisfied with today, with right where you are in your circumstances. When you’re feeling overwhelmed and under-appreciated, it’s okay if you want to leave.  In fact, you probably should step away for a few moments, if only in your mind, before you snap or yell or do whatever you do when you need a vacation.

Unplug for a minute, more if you can. Give yourself a brief vacation. Right now is the perfect time!

I think I’ll join you because I’ve been back at work less than three weeks after my phenomenal trip to the Virgin Islands and I need to feel the Caribbean breeze on my face again.

Take a time out. If you need to justify your brief absence–or enhance it–take these seven thoughts with you. No need to thank me. Just enjoy your vacation!

Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, even you. ~ Anne Lamott

We do well to unplug regularly. Quiet time restores our focus and composure. ~ Daniel Goleman

I find it refreshing to unplug from it for a while. You kind of forget how deeply you get embedded in it. ~ Will Wright

Disconnect from technology and reconnect with each other. ~ Rosemary Wixom

It’s bad for your brain not to unplug. ~ John Green

There are few times that I feel more at peace, more in tune, more Zen, if you will, than when I force myself to unplug. ~ Harlan Coben

Dare to unplug. Go off the grid. Give yourself permission to say yes to your wellbeing. ~ Bonnie Gray

A Late-Night Call From GUS

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Cruz Bay off St. John Island slept while I watched the single light in the harbor. It blinked and I tried to catch it’s rhythm, get in its cadence.

It was the middle of the third night of our Virgin Islands vacation and my spirit struggled to transition from my hectic mainland life to our annual island life.

I sat outside, listened to the cocks crowing and wrestled with my unsettledness. Instinctively I knew that I needed these few hours in the dark with only God and the harbor light as company.

Here’s what God/GUS had to say:

Soften your edges, babe. You’re a little too sharp, a little too jagged.

That’s it, just breath as the gentle breeze sweeps across your face. You are here. Just be. Your job, your only job, is to enjoy.

Be in joy.

Listen. Here the distant waves. Let them soften you. There is nothing wrong, love. You just haven’t arrived with your spirit intact.

You are fixable. In fact, let’s say you are fixed. Right now. Just decide it is so.

Can you do that and be pleased with your decision?

There is no happy. There is no sad. Yes, there is morning and night, high tide and low. Those things are fixed. carved into eternal being-ness.

Then there is the finite you. Trying to soften, be more gentle with you. 

Let go. Release anything and all things that block you and keep you from knowing your worth and your beauty. 

Follow your true north. It is here, right where you are–in you, not out of you. 

Soften. Be. Know that you are perfect in my eyes so let go of those error thoughts. They have no place here where you are.

Feel mercy, feel grace. Sit with these things. They are my gifts to you. Let them guide you back to me. 

There are times when the only thing that soothes middle-of-the-night angst is a good, old-fashioned talk with God-Universe-Spirit. GUS tends to ring my bell in that 2 a.m. to 4 a.m. window that closes one day and opens the next.

You know what I’m talking about, right? For me, that mystical wake-up means there is no sleep until I heed the call. Many years of practice leads me to my journal, as it did a couple of weeks ago in the USVI.

I likened my call to write to a drunken headache that nothing but throwing up will relieve. Yes, it’s a gross comparison, but you get the picture.

And so I vomited on the pages, scribbling in the dark, knowing the words would hardly be legible in the morning light.

And yet, I got the message. We get the message when we unplug from the silliness of daily living and plug into the wisdom of the one who grounds us.

Sometimes the force to listen is strong. Forget about hearing. Just listen. If you’ve ever experienced a pre-dawn call from your higher power, you understand the difference.

 

 

A Double Dose of Joy

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The publishing staff at Daily Word probably doesn’t want me to publicize that they emailed the same word of inspiration to me two days in a row.

First thing yesterday, Sunday, I pulled up my account to read my daily word, just as I always do. The word was Joy. But wait a minute–Joy was also my word on Saturday.

I remember because Saturday was my birthday and I thought Joy was a great word to relish throughout the day.

Turns out the messages were a bit different and my birthday word, as seen in the publication, was actually Patient.

Ugh. Glad I didn’t know that on Saturday. I had much more fun with Joy!

A whisper from God

Do you ever have times when you know that God–GUS, for me–is giving you a not-so-subtle nudge? Yes, me too. This is one of those times.

From Saturday’s birthday passage: “My strength, my courage, my confidence comes from my relationship with the Divine. God loves me and fills me with a peace that surpasses all understanding.”

And from Sunday’s real Joy reading: “Joy allows me to approach any circumstance with a lightness of spirit and a sense of humor. I love life! When I look at situations with optimism, the world around me reveals wonder for all it offers. My bliss does not depend on outer conditions; rather happiness becomes my innate response, welling up from within.”

I turned 55 on Saturday and I can honestly say that both these passages describe me, at least 95 percent of the time. That hasn’t always been the case. There was a time when I waited for true joy to arrive, like a person who waits 40 or 50 years for retirement so s/he can really live life!

Today–right now–calls for Joy

My sweetie is fond of saying, “There’s no time like the present!” She’s really taught me how to live fully in this very moment and to look for that moment’s joy.

I’ve discovered that joy is the softest pillow on which to lay my head. It is the lodge of contentment where my heart feels deep peace.

Joy can’t be conjured up like a magic spell but it can be called. When nurtured and nourished, joy deepens into layers of cushion, like angel food cake released from a springform pan.

Joy emits smiles, laughter and spontaneous fun. To experience joy is to feel a divine touch, a whispered word: Accept.

Then another word: Receive.

And a third word: Live.

The breath of joy is the song that harmonizes my soul.  I hear the music, feel the beat and dance where I am. For I am joy. And so are you.

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Les Brown, Master Motivator, Is The One

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Not many people know that I worked for The Secret’s Bob Proctor years ago when he owned a small company in Kansas City called Life Success Institute. Yep, I wrote promotional copy for his bestselling book, You Were Born Rich.

Back then I was familiar with the work of Napoleon Hill, Earl Nightingale, John Assaraf, Jack Canfield, Joe Vitale and Michael Bernard Beckwith. They all had one common message spoken with different words and energy. I interpreted and internalized the message this way:

If you can visualize your dream and believe with pure conviction that the dream is coming to you, there is nothing that can stop it from arriving. 

Twenty years ago, while learning from guys like Jeff Smith and Jim Bunch who would go on to lead motivational companies and coach thousands of CEOs before it was cool to be a coach, there was one name I didn’t know: Les Brown.

Eventually I learned that Mr. Brown is considered by many to be the #1 motivational speaker in the world.

And we saw him speak this past Saturday night right here in Frisco, Tex. at Elevate Life Church.

It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so moved, both during the time we shared soaking up his wisdom and in the days to come as I re-examine my hopes and dreams and decide how to take action toward them.

Here’s a bit of what Mr. Brown shared, none of which is really new, but I heard the words in a new way:

Design a life rather than accept the life you’ve been given.

We have to train our minds to serve us.

Someone’s opinion of you doesn’t have to become your reality.

Leap–and grow your wings on your way down.

If you argue for your limitations, you get to keep them.

If you do what is easy, your life will be hard.

You will fail your way to success.

Ask for help–and don’t stop until you get it.

There’s a difference between delivering a message and being a message.

Live full. Die empty.

The future belongs to those who prepare for it.

It’s not over until you win.

There’s no way I can capture the energy with which Mr. Brown delivered his message. I can tell you he was real and sincere and captivating. I sat, spellbound, tears leaking from my eyes as he described being raised by an adopted mom after he and his twin brother were delivered in an abandoned building in Miami.

His young school years were grueling as he was tagged as a stupid kid, held back in two different grade years.

Les Brown said there is one of two words imprinted in our hearts somewhere between the ages of zero and five years. That word is either Yes or No.

His word was Yes and, as an adult, he burned with passion to speak up, to speak out, to change lives and to encourage others to do the same.

Les Brown leads with love of family and his God. His message of hope, determination and positivity resonated. He left us with this culminating thought:

You’ve got to be hungry. He will never forsake you or leave you but  . . . you must refuse to be denied.

And so it is.

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Stop Acting in Self-Defense

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Kahlil Gibran said, “Often times I have hated in self-defense; if I were stronger I would not have used such a weapon.”

I read this quote in Peace on the Inside. The author, Karen Jandorf, offered this as practice:

“The manifestation of hate typically has force, energy and power. But if you think about it, hate generally derives from a sense of powerlessness.

“Perhaps the world would be a more loving place if, when a sense of powerlessness arises, we made ourselves the object of our compassion rather than making others the object of our hate.”

Wow–this really gets to the heart of so many of my reactions to people and situations involving people. In my 12-step world I know this phenomenon of the mind as “when I am disturbed,” it’s always about me–100% of the time.

“I have hated in self-defense.” 

We can bring hatred down several notches so it becomes proving my point, justifying why I’m right and stating my case. It’s still self-defense, isn’t it?

Most negative emotions are about self-defense and are usually about me not getting what I think I need, want or deserve.

“Made ourselves the object of our compassion rather than making others the object of our hate.”

I can stop trying to prove myself. There is no need if I treat myself as I generally treat others and hope that others treat me. Instead of proving myself, I can work on loving myself, nurturing myself and paying attention to my own needs instead of waiting for someone else to tend to them.

There is no need to prove myself if I believe in me, if I believe I am a beautiful being and if I know in my heart than my GUS is completely thrilled with me.

Compassion toward one’s self–which requires a good amount of inner “me” time–is missing in today’s instant-on culture. Mostly we’re busy doing instead of being. The state of “doingness” without a balance of beingness is a set-up for potential hateful situations.

And . . .

If I am good with me–loving, accepting, tolerant, forgiving–then powerlessness has no place in my life. I’m in a much better position to allow life to flow and to ride with the flow instead of struggling against it.

One thing, in case anyone is keeping score, I am aware that I’m powerless over most everything in my life, including alcohol and drugs. That’s a different storyline from this one–maybe next week’s blog post?

Perhaps. In the meantime, please enjoy your week and do take some time to just be.

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