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Hipnotherapy - September 2008

Every January first, I resolve to live a more balanced life. To save more and spend less. To eat less and exercise more. To listen more and talk less. To be more adventurous and nest less. To pray more and complain less. To finish all of my to do lists. To attain all of my yearly goals.

Seriously...Seriously.... being goal oriented is fine, but sometimes, I can be TOO goal oriented.

There are times when goals be damned. My little black dress that hangs in the back of my closet needs to make some mischief in the City for the night from time to time. Every so often a need to have a goal that reads "for one night stop caring, land let the evening take me where it may." Every so often I enjoy the surprise of overabundance of good times dropped in my lap. I don’t know about you, but I have already passed up enough good times for three lifetimes, and I’m over that crap. So every so often I go a little crazy, eating all the "wrong" things, hanging with my peeps and generally raising a ruckus.


So there! I appreciate that I can forgive myself for being out of kilter.



Photo by Qingwei Chen found on Flickr protected by a Creative Commons license
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I have always been drawn to the good 'ol fashioned humble art of thrift. I am sure that it springs partly from my family's perspective of money (more specially of living out retirement years being beholden to others). Like lots of 60's babies,my young world was populated by adults who lived through the depression; spend enough time listening to stories of yore of apple vendors and pencil salesmen peddling their wares on street corners. and you too might find yourself getting excited when saving the odd dollar here and there.




Frugal living, satisfies my will to create. I get a thrill when I am able to think outside the box (which can be reused as a redneck cooler, a cat habitrail, or a decorative piece of art).
It is contemplative and giving, not loud and boisterous. Taken too far thrift skates by cheapness which can be obnoxious and off-putting. What works for me is alert and sensible spending, gently padded here and there with worthwhile splurges. I have learned that I am comfortable with needing less and saving more.

While I am not rich, I have very little debt. For my age and considering my current and former careers, I do well, living proof that even the most modest salary and some planning even can provide financial rewards. Even in my early adulthood, I socked away whatever I could as a single mother working odd jobs in addition to an 800.00 a month teaching salary, living in a barrio in a suburban town in Texas, driving a donated car, taking my lunch every day, while maxing out my 401K contributions. No matter what, I did, I would emulate my grandfather's favorite phrase. As a member of the Wanderlust family, you need to "make the dirt stick". This meant that no matter whether the time was feast or famine, I would have to manage to stay afloat, keep a roof over our heads, keep clothes on our backs , and food in our guts by earning a respectable living by working hard. No matter what....


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