Thoughts by Rachel
There are some weird things that are true no matter where you go. Take for example why is it that all of us have a handful if not more of pretty women friends who can’t find a boyfriend and yet know of no handsome men who want for companionship (no matter what their character)?
Also, I came home to a good friend accosting me about his job woes and in a quandry over what to do – why is it that job satisfaction has plummeted around the world and instead of all these dissatisfied workers looking elsewhere for their satisfaction, they continue to cling to a time that has long since passed?
How many times has your intuition played out? Right before I left I was supposed to have a big meeting and I feared at first it might get cancelled and then I relaxed into the idea of que sera, sera, and so when the meeting did get cancelled as initially feared, I said que sera, sera. If you are able to worry about the future, you are also able to stop worrying about the future by predicting how you will behave when the things you don’t want to happen, happen.
I learned when I was dealing with my anxiety that one of the best things to do is to hyper model yourself after a heroine and so I picked Wonder Woman – she is my idol – and so when I am in a jam, I ask myself WWWWD? and sometimes that informs me what I should do. In trying to teach Tin about things, we often ask him what he thinks Louis Armstrong would do – would he throw his instrument in frustration? Of course not. It’s nice to have role models.
I could write a book about body perception and it would go something like this – I hate my hair, I love my hair – I hate my body, I’m okay with my body – I am beautiful, I am pathetic. I marvel at how people with weight control issues love to talk about self control when they discuss other people’s weight – I wonder where they are allowed to lose themselves since they’ve been able to maintain a tight reign on excess indulgence. I’m in the midst of feeling like a big round 8 ball and just read how the plumpest gals in war were the first ones raped because they are the most desirable to men – really? You ever wonder what it’s all about Alfie?
I think that the answer to everything is music.
I’m beginning to believe that we Americans are more fucked up than we think. I can’t imagine any Spaniard that I came across recently telling me the following, 1) I’m so stressed out at work, 2) I am going to vote because it matters, or 3) I’m skipping lunch today because I’m fat.
In the survey I put up respondents placed love higher than anything else they want in their life – higher than their own health – that is gnarly.
I do believe in my beautiful life.
Fear is contagious. We were recently in the car with a friend who had an accident where her loved ones died, and there was a moment of fear that overtook her as she drove us, and that fear became very palpable. Anxiety is fear and it is lethal. Fear is like water, a drop will cause profound grooves in the hardest surfaces. The best way to banish fear is to verbalize it. When Tin came running from the room awakened from a nightmare and said, “I’m scared” I said but you got scared of a dream and woke to see you were in your room, with your zebra, and your binky, and so you are not scared any more. Right? Right, Mommy.