Art is about making a connection

Art is about making a connection

Friday, 31 March 2017

40 things I am grateful for, in no particular order

Mindfully Mending March Suggestion: make a list of the things you are grateful for. 




TODAY I AM 40 ...



40 things I am grateful for, in no particular order:


  1. My partner 
  2. My family 
  3. My favourite friends
  4. That love exists 
  5. Teachers who cared
  6. Nosy Nora 
  7. People who love me 
  8. Foxes
  9. My brother 
  10. Our new apartment 
  11. Our sweet dog 
  12. Our very hyperactive, biting, fur ball of a kitten 
  13. My cousins 
  14. Pear cider
  15. My amazing class
  16. My incredible teaching partner
  17. My career
  18. Chai lattes
  19. Swimming 
  20. Having access to a pool to swim in
  21. Apples 
  22. Long walks 
  23. Being able to write and draw
  24. People who read my things 
  25. That blogs exist
  26. Technology to communicate with people on the days I can't move well
  27. Anne of Green Gables
  28. How much Matthew Cuthbert loved Anne, even though it's fiction 
  29. Harry Potter 
  30. The Brother's Lionheart 
  31. Brené Brown and other inspirations 
  32. Vanilla scented hand soap
  33. Sitting in parks 
  34. Walks along the river 
  35. Massage therapy
  36. Amazing stories 
  37. The compassion of others
  38. Low pain days
  39. The wisdom of children 
  40. Art, music, laughter, campfires, nail polish, kindness, forgiveness, poetry, neuroscience, teddy bears, teddy bears dressed in costumes, old jokes that are still funny, Kelley Armstrong books, mysteries, things that are amazing 


Okay I cheated. 


I am grateful. 



What is on your list?


Be kind,

To yourself too

xo

Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Notice

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: make an effort to notice something and ask about it. 



Mindfully Mending March is winding down. I have 2 days left of saying "I'm in my 30s" and then I hit the big 4-0. 


I've been thinking about how little we know about some people. And how awkward it is for us to ask out of fear of it not being socially acceptable. 


Do I want to be asked why I'm walking with a cane? Not particularly. Do I want to be asked why I wear a tiny silver spoon on a chain around my neck, absolutely! 


Today, take a moment to notice something you have gotten so used to seeing that you don't really see it anymore. And ask a question about it. A friendly question. 


Be kind,

To yourself too, 

xo



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Monday, 27 March 2017

ask someone if they know what they need

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: ask someone if they know what they need ... ask yourself if you know what YOU need! 




Chronic illness and/or chronic pain can be lonely and isolating. Unless you live it, you can't ever truly understand it. And even if you do live it, you can't ever really know what anyone else's pain experience is. I find that I am constantly comparing myself  to people who are "worse off than me." Though I don't even know if that's true because I don't know what their pain feels like in their body. I only know mine. 



I think the biggest struggle is that people don't know what to say and I don't know what I need people to say. So how can I seek support when I have no idea what that support would look like? 


This weekend was one of the worst I've had. And there's only so many times I can say "it hurts". I can cry and curl up and hate the world. But I don't know what I need. There isn't anything that can help the physical pain. So how do I seek support for the suffering? 


Also, no one knows what to say to me. "I'm sorry it hurts"  is usually good. But in the depths of despair it feels dismissive. "I wish I could help you" expresses empathy, but adds to the hopelessness. "Can I do anything" makes me feel guilty. "What do you need?" Makes me feel like if I only knew what I needed, things would be better. 


I think when someone is isolated because of pain, what they really need is someone to make them feel like they matter by bringing them tea, or offering to make lunch, or texting a funny meme or a loving meme (as long as it doesn't say something like "whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger" because in the throws of agonizing pain that is the LAST thing you want to hear!) 


Acknowledge that your friend/family member/colleague's pain is real. Check in. Text them once in awhile and say how's your pain today? Or how many spoons do you have today? 


Take the extra few sentences when extending a social invitation to say, if you have to cancel I will understand and won't hold it against you. And invite them to do something even if they canceled the last 6 times. 


Find out if they want company in their pain. Maybe they need to be curled up in a ball on the couch but want to watch a movie with a friend. Maybe they can't walk that day but could play a game. 


I think the key is that so often we don't know what to say to each other and in our attempts to be kind or understanding we say things that come across as dismissive or clueless which translates to hurtful. eg "I hope you get well soon" "hang in there, it won't last forever" ... those words are said out of kindness but invalidate the CHRONIC part of chronic illness. There may be good days, but it WILL last forever. And there IS no getting well. 


Learning to truly care for one another means paying attention to the small details that connect us. 


You may not know what it is like to live with daily wide-spread pain. But you have experienced intense pain and you can imagine what life might be like if that never went away. 


You may not know what it is like for the people around you who can't help you with your pain. But you have watched someone in pain before and you know how helpless it feels that you can't fix it. 


Be kind,

To yourself too,

xo



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forgive yourself for something

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: forgive yourself for something. 




We have all done things we regret. Big things. Small things. Tiny things that no longer matter. Huge things that affected other people. 


Holding onto that guilt eats at you. It holds you back from being a complete person. 


What can you let go of? What can you forgive yourself for? 


My cousin CP and I made a list of 40 things to do before we turn 40. I managed to complete 8. And I've been feeling like crap about it. 


We decided this weekend to change it to 40 things to do at 40 so we have another year to attempt to complete the list. 


The first thing we can check off is "forgive yourself for something" because we have forgiven ourselves for not completing our list. 


Choose something small today. Something nagging at you. And allow yourself the compassion you would show a small child who made a mistake. 


Be kind,

To yourself too,

xo



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Sunday, 26 March 2017

share an accomplishment

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: share an accomplishment. 





I thought about whether or not it would be bragging to share my most recent published articles. Bragging is to speak with "excessive pride." I don't know if I'm capable of that. 


I share my accomplishments mostly because I think people might want to read my stuff or look at my art. And then I explain all the reasons why it's not so good. Or all the reasons why I tricked people into publishing me. Or manipulate people into liking me, let alone liking my work. 


To combat that, today I am sharing my articles. I have wanted to be a writer since I was a little girl. My Dad and my Gram took us to Disneyland when I was 6. My Dad bought me this little book that you're supposed to get autographs in. From people dressed up as Disney characters. I remember hiding in the bathroom of the hotel, writing in my autograph book. But I didn't really know how to spell much seeing as I was 6, and I didn't know cursive writing, so I just put squiggles all over the page. 


When I was 17 I wrote about writing. I said "words breathe life onto the page, into me, and I live." 




I wanted to write and I wanted to teach. And now I am. 


So I want to share. Not because I'm bragging. Not because I'm boasting. Not because I am fishing for compliments. But because I am now a writer. 


Here are some of my articles: 


https://themighty.com/2016/11/day-in-the-life-with-fibromyalgia-symptoms/


https://themighty.com/2016/11/tips-for-easing-anxiety/


http://nedic.ca/blog/why-my-grade-8-class-eat-vegetables-0


https://themighty.com/2017/03/talking-to-fibromyalgia/


What is something you have accomplished? For some of us spoonies (people living with chronic illness and/or chronic pain), an accomplishment might be that we showered today. Or that we moved from the bed to the couch. Or that we went for a walk, or did the dishes, or did one load of laundry. 


Maybe you have art in a show, or you taught your kid to ride a bike, or you made a movie, or you got a new job. Maybe you drew a picture, coloured a colouring book, graduated, got into college or university. Maybe you laughed at a good joke - a big belly laugh. 


Celebrate what you are able to do today. And tell someone. Say it. Feel good about one thing you did. 


Be kind,

To yourself too,

xo


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Saturday, 25 March 2017

you make a difference in someone's life

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: acknowledge that you make a difference in someone's life. 



You don't have to donate all your money to the humane society, or volunteer 73 hours a week, or give away all your worldly possessions to make a difference in someone's life. All you need to do is be kind. Or do your job. Or smile at a stranger. Or kiss your kids goodnight. Or read them a bedtime story. Or hold the door open for someone. Random acts of kindness don't need to involve huge selfless acts. They are simply a giving of your being. 


Making a difference is often something you don't even know that you do. 


Pay attention to your interactions with people today and know that just smiling at someone can make an impact. 


Be kind,

To yourself too. 



*All images are property of Fox Tales Art

**All images are available for sale with profits going to www.sheenasplace.org 


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Friday, 24 March 2017

tell someone what they mean to you.

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: tell someone what they mean to you. 



Life is shorter than we think. Things change faster than we imagine. The rug can be pulled out from under you just as you are finally getting your footing. 


Say what you need to say. Not because if you leave it, it could be too late. But because saying it makes you a better person. It brings joy to your own heart. 


Be kind,

To yourself too

xo



*All images are property of Fox Tales Art

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Wednesday, 22 March 2017

A strawberry day





MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: savour the strawberry moments. 


Geneen Roth wrote a retelling of a Buddhist story. I guess I am writing a retelling of a retelling. 


Short version: a woman who is go go go, like our society is, one day is chased over the side of a cliff by hungry tigers only to discover there are hungry tigers at the bottom of the cliff too. Basically, she's going to get eaten by tigers regardless of what she does next. She sees a strawberry and decides to eat it and savour it. The moral being that there will always be hungry tigers above you and hungry tigers below you, so stop to savour the strawberries. 


That story really stuck with me. We have absolutely no control over the hungry tigers in our life. We just don't. And we can make choices that lead to strawberry moments. We can choose to hide away from the world filled with tigers, or we can seek out the strawberries and make the choice to enjoy them. 


A lack of control scares the crap out of me. So looking for the strawberries is really important. 


What are your strawberry moments? Who are your strawberry people? How can you cultivate your own strawberries? 


Be kind,

To yourself too

xo




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For the full version of the Geneen Roth story, see https://books.google.ca/books?id=rXiZAAAAQBAJ&pg=PA24&lpg=PA24&dq=geneen+roth+strawberry+story&source=bl&ots=_SlZCAvBS3&sig=OMB4uAwD66DAY2Z1_g9V73F2S6M&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiFifrHxezSAhUqw4MKHTqVBaQQ6AEIIzAD#v=onepage&q=geneen%20roth%20strawberry%20story&f=false 


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Cry



MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: cry because it's better to get it out. 



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Monday, 20 March 2017

being cared for




MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: allow self care to include being cared for. 


There is a major focus on self-care these days. I think that's wonderful. 




I want to suggest that self-care can include seeking support from someone else. Self-care means taking care of yourself. It doesn't mean being the only one who can. 


Be kind,

To yourself too

xo



*All images are property of Fox Tales Art

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Sunday, 19 March 2017

including your own self


MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION:  including your own self 


We all have had times in our lives when we were left out or ostracized. As children, it was one of the worst parts of our lives. Being abandoned by friends, or ignored by peers, or gossiped about, or mistreated ... these things hurt us to our cores. 


And then we grow up and we are in our 20s and it happens again and hurts just as much. 


And at 40, we think our peers must have matured as well. And when they don't and we are intentionally left out, ignored, ostracized, it hurts. Sometimes it feels heart wrenching. 


I've been wondering lately if the hurt we feel has more to do with our childhood experiences of social bullying than our actual feelings now as adults. 


So I've decided that it doesn't actually matter what someone else thinks of me. If someone decides not to be my friend, then it's their loss. I don't have time to put effort into a one-sided friendship. In invest my time in the people I love. 


Instead of feeling left out, I involve myself in something else. Even if it's just with myself. No one can complete me. I am complete with myself, as I am. 


I challenge you to worry less about what people you don't care about think of you, and more about what you think of yourself.  


Be kind,

To yourself too

xo


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create something even if you think it sucks

MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: create something even if you think it sucks. 



Kids are creative. They make stuff up. The play with cardboard boxes. They scribble with markers. They stick random stickers all over a paper and call it art. 



One of my favourite toys in daycare was an invisible suitcase that held everything you could ever dream of. When we wanted to play with dolls, we pulled invisible dolls out of our invisible suitcase and played with them. Our suitcase held invisible fire trucks, invisible art supplies ... I forget what else was in it. But basically whatever we wanted to imaginarily play with, we had access to it. 


When I was 8, my best friend Heather and I spent an entire weekend at her cottage riding wild horses across the rocky beach. Our "horses" we big sticks we found in the woods. 



I was privileged to take lessons in piano, violin, recorder, flute, guitar, singing, ballet, jazz, tap, musical theatre, and drums. I kept notebooks full of terribly written stories and lame poems. I developed secret codes (that I still use to write my journal hee hee). I drew pictures. Made collages. Hand made every Christmas present I ever made including tiny origami earrings. 



Then we "grow up" which really means we aged, and creativity became frivolous. Work and families and paying bills and trying to pretend that we know how to keep it all together when really we don't know what the hell we are doing. 


We call each other "artsy" in a way that is half joking, half insulting, half envy. (Math isn't my specialty)


Let's reclaim our creativity! Let's make things. Let's cook and bake and sing and dance and learn a new instrument or pick up and old one. Let's try scrap booking, journaling, doodling, colouring a colouring book, macrame, knitting, crocheting, writing embarrassing poetry while sitting in a cafe, trying different colours of paint on the walls, dancing alone in the kitchen or taking a dance class, play games, go swimming, a pottery class, buy air drying clay from the dollar store, look up art by Barbara Reid and try making pictures out of plasticine, look up any artist and imitate their work, or any other thing you can possibly think of. 



As adults we call them "hobbies" or "self care activities" ... can we reclaim the word "creative" and wear it like a badge of honour?!????!???


I CREATE THINGS! I create terrible crocheted slippers that you can't get your foot into. And wonky songs on my guitar. And embarrassing poems. And this attempt at writing and drawing. And my partner and I once built a dollhouse!


I make. I try. I fail. I laugh at myself a lot. I blush. And I do it anyway. 


Forget starting a hobby. Just make something. Who cares what it is. Just grab things and make them into different things. The result doesn't matter. Who cares what it looks like? You don't even have to show anyone. Just make make make make make. 



I dare you. 


Be kind,

To yourself too,

xo



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#bopo #bodypositive #mindfulness #selfcare #selfcompassion #notachoice #FoxTalesArtMindfullyMendingMarch  #edawareness #edadvocate #ed #eatingdisorder #edrecovery #recovery #bopo #art #artist #torontoart #torontoartist 


Saturday, 18 March 2017

Find your feather stick




MINDFULLY MENDING MARCH SUGGESTION: Find your feather stick. 


Whenever I've had rescue animals, they have been older animals needing new homes. Last spring was the first time our rescue animal was just a baby. She was a 7 week old kitten who was so tiny that she slept inside our shirts. We named her Lily. 




In her first week at home, one of us bought a couple of dollar store cat toys. I don't even know which one of us it was. One of the toys was a plastic stick with a couple of feathers on the end of it. 


Feather stick. 


That stupid stick became the most important thing in that kitten's life. She dragged it everywhere with her. You have to remember that at that point she was tiny. And she dragged a long plastic stick up and down 3 flights of stairs multiple times a day. She also jumped up onto high surfaces with feather stick. Of course I'm a jerk and started playing mind games with her by hiding the stick (hiding it somewhere obvious) and waiting for her to find it. When that game got too easy I started to use it to play fetch. 



At some point, Lily decided my having access was far too dangerous for her comfort object. So she started hiding it from ME! 



I started finding feather stick in strange places like under the carpet, under the blankets in my bed, in the bathtub ... One day she hid it so well that I couldn't find it anywhere. 


We replaced feather stick with a new one with completely different coloured feathers. I wasn't sure she would fall in love with the fraudulent toy, but she treats the new one with almost as much love and affection as the first. No matter where I put that thing, she inevitably brings it into the bathroom and I step on it in the dark. 


Lily and feather stick reminded me of research I once did on adults and comfort objects. 



Small children are given or claim objects that bring them comfort, and provide a sense of safety, of soothing, of calm. Then they start school and it becomes socially inappropriate to carry around your comfort item. Why? At what age do you suddenly not need comfort or soothing? Do you turn 5 and now you don't need that ripped piece of cloth from your grandmother's pillowcase that you've slept with for 3 years? You turn 17 and that plastic lizard you've carried in your pocket your whole life suddenly has no meaning and you can't have it any more? 


There are many children who give up their item by choice and no longer need it. That's also okay. 


From my research, these items are called "transitional objects" and are a healthy part of development as a child transitions from dependence to independence. Studies show that children grow out of the need for this item as they learn "other ways" to cope with stress. Other studies show that many people keep their transitional objects into adulthood. 


"The use of transition objects continues through our lives as we imbue objects with meaning and memories that are associated with other ideas, places and people. Photographs, mementos and other memorabilia are used to remember good times and friends. Transition objects may also translate as fetish objects." - Winnicott, D. (1953). Transitional objects and transitional phenomena, International Journal of Psychoanalysis, 34:89-97


I would like to meet one adult who is so self actualized that they never, ever have a need to feel comforted and soothed. 


"As adults, there are other types of objects that serve a similar purpose as transitional object used by children. It is common for adults to keep prized possessions owned by their parents when they were growing up. Dad may have passed away many years ago but wearing his watch is a comforting reminder of that relationship. [...] (they) are a wonderful way to reduce stress. That photograph of mom, jacket of dad’s, china-set you inherited, and other such things, are serve the purpose of reminding us of the happy parts of our childhood and helps comfort us when we are feeling stressed, depressed or very anxious. Some people call these “lucky charms.” Whatever they are called it’s good to have them." - Allan N. Schwartz, PhD, April 23, 2012


I don't disagree. While packing up our house I threw away many items imbued with memories but I just couldn't part with a stupid notebook full of stamps that I collected from mail from my childhood penpals ... and at the same time ... 


I WANT TO TELL YOU TO RECLAIM YOUR THING!!!!! 




Why can't we keep using the item we used in childhood? Who says there are particular objects for children and others for adults? 


And if you can't get back what you had as a child, find something similar. Or something new. And if you never had a comfort object, go find one! 




What would feel soothing to you? Which senses do you want to call upon when you need to be comforted or soothed? A scent? A texture? A temperature? What feels calming? Is there something that reminds you of someone or some time that was so good that just looking at it makes you smile? Does that thing have to live in a box? Or is it a photo you can put in your wallet? 



I have a scarf. More like a shawl in size really. It is beautiful. It was also given to me by someone special to acknowledge something I accomplished. So the scarf represents care, and strength, and love, and a reminder that I can actually do the hard things. In the beginning, I felt embarrassed about carrying it around with me all the time. I was even more embarrassed that I started sleeping with it. I tried to find ways to make it casual like, oh I'm really cold in this 28 degree direct sunlight, I'll just stick this giant scarf in my bag on the way to the beach in case I get too cold ... or ... oh I always carry this with me in case I get cold ... I have fibromyalgia, hypothyroidism, and an endocrine disorder; I don't get cold. 




Now I carry it around like a badge of honour. Screw what other people think. I'm turning 40 in 2 weeks and I have a blankie! I have it with me 24 hours a day (except while it's being washed which I do myself so that I know exactly how long it will be out of commission). 


I know I'm not the only adult with a comfort item. I finally decided, why does it matter what anyone else thinks about what makes me feel good? I have an anxiety disorder and when I get overwhelmed, the scarf reminds me that I'll be okay. 



So if you already have your item, awesome. Feel good about having it. You don't have to share it with the world. But allow yourself the gentleness and compassion that you would show a 2 year old who needs her favourite stuffed monkey to be able to fall asleep. 


And if you don't have anything, I challenge you to go find your feather stick! 


Be kind,

To yourself too,

xo

ps .... we also have the sweetest dog in the entire world who happens to not like any toys or special blankets or anything in particular. She is just a big furry blob of love. 


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