No, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. I am still very much here, but have a completely different outlook on life. I took a weekend class at Landmark Education and it really changed the way I look at people and situations - in a good way. I initially signed up for the weekend class because things in my life weren't going the way the way I thought they should be.
I've always been very productive and positive and I felt that 2008 had been a terrible year. I wasn't as productive and I certainly was NOT positive about anything. Essentially, I was just worn down and I thought that the class could help me see things better or at least help me change people around me. Instead, after a 3 1/2 day class what I learned was that I was the one who was being an a$$*&%e. It was the meaning that I was putting on events in my life that made me behave a certain way and lay the blame on the way my life was or was not going on those around me. By taking responsibility for imposing meaning where there probably wasn't any, I was living my life as a victim.
It sounds like a lot of "touchy-feely" and "new-agey" crap and as I talk about it, it still does. But even still, I have not had peace of mind like I have now. There are events that have happened in the past that I have been able to let go of. And, there are things that have been said in the past couple of days that normally would have upset me, but haven't. Whatever the reason for why it works, I actually feel good and I've noticed that the people who live and deal with me day to day have noticed a positive difference.
So, yes - I am still here blogging away. Only now I actually feel like I'm present and not just living life by going through the motions.
Big Events
This week, my youngest son started preschool for those who missed the traditional cut-off. The class is 90 minutes twice a week and the teachers are the same as my oldest son's first preschool teachers. The youngest one did just fine and when you ask him if he likes school he smiles and nods his head yes. It's amazing how different kids from one family - even those that are so close in age - can be.
It's not that my oldest boy hated school or had a hard time adjusting. Instead, I think it had a lot to do with me and the anxiety and worry I had about him. The anxiety had to do with the events that occurred right before our oldest started preschool. It was not a fun time for me and the worry made it worse for everyone - especially my son. But, what's done is done and school will be forever an anxious experience for our oldest.
This week ended with my birthday. Yep, I am officially one year older and closer to my 40th birthday. So far everyone who matters has called, texted, or e-mailed me birthday wishes. May 2009 be the best year yet!
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