From the first lamb-like cry
to the last white-haired breath
All live things must sometime die
and that is one reason why
Life is precious
© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
Mental health, feelings
From the first lamb-like cry
to the last white-haired breath
All live things must sometime die
and that is one reason why
Life is precious
© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
First get them in a single file line, a list works well,
then eliminate or delegate all I can not do
then set up a schedule
and let each one cycle through.
Now no want will go hungry
if it’s worth it’s place in line.
Remembering what I also want
satisfies me every time.
© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
Scheduling is nothing new. But, scheduling what I WANT was for me a big discovery. I used to only schedule what I HAD to do and usually did NOT want to do. Scheduling only what I have to do but don’t want to gave it a bad kind of aftertaste.
A schedule? Something to be avoided!
I now schedule time for what I need and want and time for what my family needs and wants from me. This seems to calm the demanding, screaming of neglected needs I used to feel after every time I was busy for an extended period of time.
Stong focus is a strength and a weakness for me. I can stay focused for a very long time, driven to the end. But, I don’t feel hunger, thirst, bathroom needs, I don’t hear people talking around me and anyone needing something is really a bother that I push away. If I had to get interupted, beware the wrath of train wreck!! I was like a train going down hill. Get on board or get out of the way! But when I’m finished, all these needs come crying out to my awareness.
I had to give up my hyperfocus to be an attentive mom. Now that my kids are older, I’m trying to reintegrate that power of attention. I love working in the flow where time does not exist. But, I’m trying to do it in a way that does not punish my body and family so much.
So far WHEN I keep to my schedule it is working very well. I have to STOP which is often painful for me. But, it is getting easier as I remember what I ALSO WANT and try to keep it from getting eaten alive by whatever I happen to be doing right now.
In fact, I want to write this, but I ALSO WANT my family to have dinner tonight. So, as hard as it is to stop typing on this very interesting subject (I mean who doesn’t want EVERYTHING they want?) It is easier to stop because I remember, I want and need to feed my family.
Love to all! DarEll
I wish that cars didn’t break down
that we didn’t always have to eat
that sleep was totally optional and
all frustrating, annoying, and expensive
obstacles would just disappear.
I would wish away my physicals
and skip the appointments, too
fillings would be the first to go
then ironing and moping floors
battling moldy tile grout
an aging, leaky house
bugs and dirt
calories and weight
Dirty diapers, runny noses
whiney, fighting kids.
I’d wish it all over.
Maybe I could finally win.
Something might stay done.
Everyone would be happy at the same time.
Object permanence.
But, NOT POSSIBLE!
I’d wish away the very things of life
there’d be no transportation
no child’s laugh or cry
no gooey, chocolate chip cookies
or a sparkling sink with running water.
The challenges are the price of life
I must stop expecting myself to beat
And instead accept their presence
and each one simply meet.
© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
The light is gone from your windows.
It’s clear that no one’s home.
Once bright and vibrantly full of life,
now a dark, exoskeleton-like stare.
I felt it. The vacancy
left a void inside my heart.
Now the house haunts me
with memories,
as I wait, in vain,
watching for your return.
© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
No pen again!
No pen again?
I could swear I
bought out the store.
Have you seen
the scissors
or the tape?
I mean
I had them here before.
My keys seem to be missing,
I can’t hear my phone vibrate.
I know I filed it somewhere
I hope I’m not too late.
Was it dentist or teeth
or medical?
I’m sure it’s somewhere smart
that would make perfect sense
if I just knew where to start.
This frustrating, tear-producing talent
has just one bright spot:
This year I hid my own Easter eggs.
Will you find them?
I cannot!
© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
I, and two other friends I know and probably others, have been teetering on the edge of losing it.
I realized recently that when I get overloaded or overdo it, I have definite signals that I’m moving into the red zone. I should really write those down. I got started and amazed myself–two small pages long of all the things I do that are unlike myself and should be very strong clues to
A) Get Help
B) Get more rest
C) Stop doing some things for a while
D) Take better care of my physical health
E) All of the above
Sometimes the treadmill is going so fast that I feel I can’t ask for help. That would be a disaster just like stopping the pace to get some water without stepping off the belt. It wouldn’t help, it would just lead to a crash. But, not asking for help soon enough can end us up in the same spot anyway–crashed in a heap.
We all know that we should not do too much or too little. But, how do we know when we are being too self-indugent and lazy or too self-sacrifizing and crazy???
I’m not sure about the first limit. Today I’m just trying to prevent crazy.
For one of my friends it is yelling. Yelling is on my Losin’ it list, too. Believe it or not, I usually do NOT yell. So, when I start to do it regularly, I might start to get a clue that I need to start looking in the mirror and caring better for myself.
I’m sure the losin’ it list would be person specific for everyone.
For instance, I hate to waste food. I really love to use my left overs in some creative way to be sure it doesn’t end up going down the drain. But this last week I had to throw away lettuce, bread, a ton of left overs, etc. This is a major clue that my life speed is not matching up to my optimal pace.
We ate too much junk food, fast food, frozen food and snack food.
I spent too much money on all that easy, unhealthy food.
Hotels and Mental hospitals look strangely enticing
I want to sit around and watch TV (I normally do not enjoy watching TV by myself)
I miss my pilates class especially more than once (I love pilates and I never miss)
I waste time through confusion, lack of planning, distraction or fatigue
I am not writing anything (even on busy days I am usually list making or keeping up my 5 year journal)
I am not talking to anyone or visiting anyone (I love to look out for people)
or I am talking my head off too much about my situation or my problems (I’m sure it is tiring to hear)
The mess in my house is driving me absolutely nuts and I wish Monk lived at my house. His level of order and organization looks REALLY REFRESHING
Sitting or laying down sounds way better to me than moving (when usually sitting still for too long is a punishment to me)
Listening and concentrating is difficult
I am angry or very sad or very frustrated or very WHATEVER
This is my list. The challenge, then, is to recognize it and try to delegate or get help before I really have to find that hospital or join Monk in his ritual cleaning.
The other challenge is not to compare myself to others. I know sometimes I can handle way more than other times. It is hard to accept, but I guess if my goal is to keep the peace (especially inner peace) I need to be a friend to myself.
I really want to be helpful and useful to the world. How can I do that very well in a major melt-down? I guess I will have to recognize the danger signals and act sooner to prevent overload or explosion.
© 2012 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
You must have cooperation to move, but you just don’t have it. That is one example of being stuck between a rock and a hard spot. When you have a tantrum throwing toddler, you may not enjoy it, but you can pick up the reluctant ball and basically drag him or her behind. But it doesn’t take long before the child is too big and that is nearly impossible.
There are many ways we try to cajole people into rolling in our direction. Sometimes we fight and argue as if talking louder, like kicking your toe on the rock, would actually get it to budge. Sometimes it works slightly, but just as likely it doesn’t or it rolls back and crushes your toe afterward. Ouch!
Sometimes like Dr. Seuss’s Zax story we are fortunate enough to find a way around the boulder. Or unfortunately we square up to it and refuse to move until the other does. This is a recipe for NOT moving forward. If you want to die on that hill, be my guest. But, I want a better solution.
Teenagers, spouses, coworkers, students, teachers, team members, in fact ANY TWO PEOPLE are usually not going to all be going the same direction or need the same things all of the time. It is no wonder we have a few car wrecks along the way. My point is, we want to avoid the head on collisions, right?
So, what do we DO with someone else’s lack of cooperation or bad attitude?
My best solution comes from Captain Jack Sparrow on Disney’s Pirates of the Carribean. You have to clearly keep in mind what you can do, and what you can’t do. Captain Jack could kill the guy off, but he couldn’t pilot the ship all on his own. Sounds like pretty good advice to me.
Sometimes we get so frusterated at someone’s lack of cooperation, that we nearly literally slay the person realizing too late that by verbally slaughtering them we are now left totally alone to try to pilot an impossible ship. We must work together to be successful, regularly.
Keeping in mind, then, what I have most control over (myself and my environment) and remembering what is entirely outside of my control (another), I have to then decide what I will do about it.
I wish my children would understand this. They endlessly tell me about how someone is not doing what they want them to and instead of accepting that reality and building a bridge over the zax to find another way to accomplish their desires, they will sit and argue with a zax. Then, when I refuse to go talk to a zax (I have noticed that Zax attitudes are rarely overcome by two people talking to them instead of one), they start to be unhappy with me because I will not act the way they want me to, either. It is a funny thing about people. Mostly they do what they WANT to and not what YOU WANT them to.
Some people are so entrenched from all the battles, that they have totally lost sight of what they want for themselves, but they are still sure it isn’t what YOU WANT them to do, so they dig themselves in a little deeper by resisting everyone else trying to change them and not accepting, loving, or appreciating them the way they are.
A classic resisting or rebellious teen attitude can occasionally be displayed by the best of us. Sometimes we dig in because we are afraid of something. Sometimes we feel alone or friendless or hurt. There are many reasons, some of them very good why we do not cooperate. It violates our personal morals, goes against something we believe, or is contrary to our purposes.
It’s like going on a bear hunt. You just keep trying things until something works. If you can’t go under it, and you can’t go over it, then, oh, no, you have to go through it. You can’t go through a person. So, if you do need that particular person, just keep strongly in mind what you can do.
I recommend speaking as little as possible to a Zax. He or she will be able to hear better after they cool off a bit.
Your own great attitude can sometimes rub off if it doesn’t overwhelm and irritate the crabby one. You can go off and do the best you can at enjoying it with the ones who do want to help instead of stalling over the one non-budger.
The environment is probably your very best friend. Sometimes a changing location or procedure can avoid a lot of problems. See what you can change in your own expectations, schedule, location, and focus to help you smoothly flow around instead of fight the boulder. You may notice that after a while, if you aren’t pressuring it so, it may get up and move all on its own.
And, of course, there may be a time when you absolutely must just sit down and wait. Admitting that truth and not letting it bother you may eventually lead you to thank the other person who saw it another way. You just never know.
© 2012 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
I was just talking to a friend of mine today.
She went through a divorce, had to start over with nothing, and found herself trying to get to know herself all over again.
Finding myself has been a personal passion partly because meeting the needs around me makes me sort of cameleon-like. What is really me? What is just responding to circumstances? I like to bring a smile to others if I can. In fact, that is why I’m writing this. In case I can brighten your day or give you hope if you are in the same situation.
I found myself particularly lost when my youngest went to kindergarten. The years of being Mom left just DarEll for several hours per day and I wasn’t sure who that was anymore. I was afraid I hadn’t seen her for a long, long time.
Two books especially helped me on my way: One was Becoming Real by Gail Saltz and the other was The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron.
They each give ideas and instructions on how to find your own voice and be more true to yourself.
Most of all, it takes a little faith that we can know what is best for ourselves, that we can trust ourselves, and that we are not responsible for everyone else’s happiness.
I was afraid that I’d hurt people by letting myself be me. I was very restrictive to myself and what I wanted to do. Some of it had been necessary when my children were small, really were dependent on me and funds were tight. But, it wasn’t true now.
I had to give myself permission to buy something just for me. Do something just because I enjoyed it. It was a suprisingly difficult adjustment. But, I’m proud to say that I am very much better at caring for myself and I hope you will find the strength to give yourself permission to be you, too.
It is okay to make mistakes while we find our way. If you feel that everything in your life that ever happens is all your fault, or everyone thinks it is, you may have codependency going on. Sometimes I liked to believe I had that much power because then I could also have the power to change and fix things. But, I never will have the power to make other people happy. That is their choice. I have to let that dream go.
You are worth finding. There is only one person like you in the whole world. We need each snow-flake.
© 2012 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
Mothers, you shouldn’t have to see
your son’s great agony.
Mothers, you shouldn’t have to know
your son has nowhere else to go.
Mothers, you should never see
your hand-cuffed son–no longer free,
and Mothers, may you never see
his lifeless body.
Mothers, can all the pain be real?
What’s the point to feel?
No, not the joy you planned.
Yet, somehow you stand.
–Somehow you stand.
Mothers, you’ve already won.
You love your son.
Yes, Mothers, he belongs to you.
Your love is true
–Will always be true.
© 2012 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)
If all I see
is all I’m not,
then all I am
I just forgot.
© DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)