How bumpy roads can make me a better person?

I have come to accept the bumpy roads of (3)Today it was time to stop and think.  To contemplate the changes in my life over the past few years, and now doubt the changes to come.

When I am working on my Wednesday quote series, sometimes I start with a word, sometimes a picture and sometimes a quote, and then pull it all together.

Today I started with this photo of a bumpy road that I often walked when I lived in Connemara.  Not only did you have to watch out for stones, and potholes, but also for cow pats – which where possibly a more distressing hazard.

When I came across this quote from author and motivational speaker Dr Steve Maraboli it all made sense.

I seem to bump along, sometimes dodging the debris on the road and sometimes stepping into it, but somehow we get through it.

At the end of this road pictured is a beautiful lake that I often sat beside.  A little further is a fabulous waterfall.

Most roads like that are a reflection of life.  Right now I am in a bumpy patch, but I look forward to some tranquil time overlooking a beautiful lake soon.

Thanks you to Dr Steve Maroboli for the inspiration – I will certainly be back to your blog for more.

Thanks for reading

 

Kerry xx

Think less, sleep more – my relationship with Insomnia

 

Insomniacsonly 2 sleeps to Christmas (2)I have had a relationship with insomnia for many years.  I think I have it under control and then wham another night with two ten minute naps and I am sitting at work struggling to focus.

It was so bad at one stage, that my sister kindly send me a version of the image attached, reminding me that as an insomniac I only had two sleeps to wait until Christmas (6 months ahead).

After a particularly bad bout of sleeplessness recently a friend said to me ‘Kerry, you need to think less’.  Simple but it was a bit like a lightbulb moment.

I have a lot going on at the moment, working notice is my current job, preparing for a new job, wondering where I am going to live, house hunting, some personal issues, packing, the list goes on.  When my friend mentioned the idea of thinking less, I thought I had to try it.  Combined with my other insomnia busting tricks listed below, I had a fantastic night’s sleep and was woken by the light shining through the gap in the curtains.  I had even slept through my alarm.

Here are some of my old and new tips to combat wide eyes at night.  Now all I have to do, is remember to follow my own tips.

  1. Work out how long you need to sleep – I need around 6 hours. At one stage I was so tired I was heading to bed around 10 exhausted and then of course I was awake and tossing and turning from about 4 am.  I tend to aim for 11.30, have a little read and then lights out.  My alarm goes off at 6 and then I have the choice of a little slumber before hitting the shower.
  2. Bath before bed. Nothing like it – it is a real treat to run a hot bath with some nice lavender oil and relax while soaking.  Straight into bed after that and out like a light.  Read about my bath time ritual here.
  3. No screens in the bedroom. My TV is downstairs, as is my laptop and iPad.  Work is not for the bedroom.  I am still guilty of this as I keep my phone by my bedside.  Apparently the light mimics daylight and tricks our brains.  I really must try to plug it in downstairs and leave it.  Not quite sure I am ready though.
  4. Crisp clean sheets. If I have been having a bad patch, that hot bath is followed up with a slide into crisp clean sheets.
  5. There is nothing worse than being cold.  I have an underactive thyroid and this sometimes means my body cannot get warm.  I love my electric blanket and even admit to using it on the chillier nights in the summer.
  6. Aroma moments. Aromatherapy is a hobby for me.  There are always little bottles around the house for one remedy or another.  While lavender is an all time favourite, for sleep I use german camomile.  The tip was given to me by a friend years ago.  It is bright blue!  Put a few drops on a hankerchief or cloth and tuck it under your pillow.  Sweet dreams ensured.
  7. Think less – finally added to my list. Empty your mind and remind yourself that your worries and thoughts will still be there tomorrow.  It is time for sleeping now not thinking.  I have even read about the idea of writing things down in a book – and leave them there for the night.

So now will wish you sweet dreams.

Kerry xx

Sexy girls wear glasses

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I wear glasses, most of the time anyway.  I have been wearing them since my early twenties, and even though I do have contacts, I tend to stick to my specs.  They are comfortable and most importantly I can see!

It’s funny though everytime there is a special occasion or I want to impress I tend to reach for my contacts, and then land up in a restaurant not being able to read the menu (big secret my glasses are varifocals).  I squint to read text messages and am ever grateful for the fact that by flicking the volume button in a text message I can enlarge the font to headline size.

I digress, bottom line is I feel most comfortable in glasses – so my quest is to feel sexy and fabulous wearing them.

A quick search on the internet found this fabulous article on Buzz Feed with a cool slider thingy.  Check out these celebrities with their glasses on and their glasses off.  So cool, and honestly in most of the pics I would choose glasses!

sexy eyesThe second great reason to wear glasses is you can go all out on the eyemake-up.  Think smouldering lashes and sexy liner.  At a recent make-up demonstration at Matt ‘o Flaherty’s in Galway with the fabulous Stephan Ulvund Øien from Isadora I learnt about tight lines.  It took me a while to get back in and buy my waterproof black liner, but I am so very glad I did.  It has taken a bit of practice, but I am delighted with the results.  And most importantly it lasts all day.

As my sexy glasses confidence has grown, I have also got bolder with colour.  I generally stick to neutrals, but the summer palette from Isadora has had me experimenting and having a bit of fun.  I am not suggesting catwalk crazy eyes, but a subtle blend of some fun summery colours makes me feel fresh.

Lashings of mascara are also an essential to make sure that your eyes are not overshadowed by your frames.

Finally, and I am not great at this, but don’t forget your lips.   A nice strong lip colour will help to balance your face.

My very own sexy glasses come from Eye World here in Westport.  A big thank you to them for allowing me to take pictures in their fab shop.

Thanks for reading, and please if you get a chance leave me a comment letting me know if what you think.  Can glasses be sexy?

 

Kerry x

 

Time to tidy up – decluttering is a must

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I love this quote, and quite often use it as an excuse for my clutter problem.

Everyone who knows me personally is having a good giggle at this stage.  I really am very untidy.  I really do try, but somehow piles of papers and ‘stuff’ just happen.

As I am facing packing up and moving again, I really have to start decluttering.  This has had me thinking of why I am untidy, and why clutter happens.

I am a creative person with a very active mind.  I start something and then get excited about something else and move onto that.  I am also, of course trying to pack so much into my day so it is quite common for me to have a painting project on the kitchen table, while cooking dinner, doing the laundry and tweeting.  When the dinner is done – I move to the sitting room to eat and watch a bit of tv.  I might have a writing or photography project I am working on while sofa sitting.  Ah just remembered I have a card order to complete.  Up the stairs I go to my craft room.  Yes, you have guessed it – I have left a pile of untidy projects in my wake.

Well, as I get ready to move house, I am making a determined effort to deal with the my clutter in an organised manner.  Perhaps I am not too old to change?

Thanks for reading, and please feel free to share any tips for an untidy person in the comments below.  (And everyone who has seen my untidy desks you can stop giggling now)

Kerry x

How to find the balance between Yes and No – is YOLO the answer?

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As a card holding people pleaser I have had to learn how to say no.

After yet another week and weekend of non-stop activities a friend kindly pointed out that I may have over commitment issues.  I was a bit taken aback, but when I thought about it I realised that he had a point.

If I had plans for 8 in the evening, it was really easy to sneak another arrangement in after work.  A Saturday was fabulous and could be divided up into all sorts of slices.  Breakfast, housework, a craft class, and hour to work on my blog, drinks and dinner.  I found myself scheduling my life away.

Why did I do this?  After stopping and actually staying home for a couple of evenings and thinking about it I realised that it was a combination of being a people pleaser and a serious case of YOLO – you only live once.  I simply want to do everything.

I really do love life and love celebrating life.  If I have to choose between doing something exciting, meeting up with my friends or my sofa – I don’t choose the sofa, no matter how much I know I need it.  Now, there is nothing wrong with living life in the moment– in principle, but we have to have some downtime too.  Our bodies need to rest.

Rest and relaxation is as important as eating.  It is also as important as socialising.  So ultimately it comes down to balance.

I have had to learn to listen to cues from my body and know when a no is better than a yes.

What I have learnt is that saying no is not offensive and it is acceptable.  People do understand when you say no, and you can always reschedule  and plan for another day.

I live with a blood disorder called Pernicious Anaemia.  It is complicated to explain, but the bottom line is that I do suffer from severe fatigue from time to time.  Those are quite often the days when I have to simply say no thank you.

At my friend’s farewell, instead of saying goodbye, he reminded me about my over commitment problem.  Yes, I said and walked swiftly down the road to my second engagement of the evening.  His words stayed with me and when I finally got home at 10.30 that evening and received a text message to say that the party was in full swing and that I was missing out, I said no.

I think that this might be my balancing act that I will live with.  Good thing I enjoyed the see-saw as a child.

Thanks for reading

Kerry x

Why I am no longer scared of change

Making a big life change is scary, but (2)Change is something I have learnt to embrace.  It isn’t easy, and I still find it a huge challenge, but I have learnt that change offers opportunity.

This post is a very special Wednesday quotation as the quote in question aptly describes my life over the last few weeks.  The lesson for me has been that ‘making big life changes is scary, but what is even scarier is regret.

Let me back-track a little ….

Three years ago I chose ‘change’ as my word of the year, and experienced some extreme changes.  Over that year, I learnt to adapt and accept that things cannot stay the same if you want to grow.  2013 was the year I moved to Westport to take up a new job back in the corporate world.  It has been a fabulous experience, and I have really loved the challenges that working in corporate finance gave me.  I am proud of how much I have learnt, and extremely grateful to the Westport for welcoming me.

Now it appears that I need another change in my life to continue my journey.  I am delighted to share that I have a new job, with an exciting Irish company.  I will be based back in Galway and am excited about the new marketing challenges ahead.

It is scary, as I will be leaving the comfort of a job I know, great colleagues, and of course the wonderful friends I have made here.  Westport is a town I have grown to love.

I am not moving yet, as I like to take my change slowly.  First the job, and then the move I, tell myself.

On the plus side, I am delighted to be returning to beautiful Galway.  My son, my sister, lots of friends old and new and of course the fabulous attractions all await just a county away.

If you are facing change, be brave.  I know it isn’t easy, and a little part of me is dreading it, but there is another part of me that is very excited.

Thanks for reading.

Kerry xx

Learned helplessness – reaching beyond my limitations

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Today I went for a walk on the beautiful beach at Carrownisky near Westport.  This has got to my one of my favourite Sunday activities, and this time it was even better because I had the company of my very wise son, David.

We walked as far as we could in once direction and then turned and walked as far as we could in the other.  It was quite rocky and I was walking barefoot.  I walked along, looking down to make sure I didn’t turn my ankle.  I was taking care, but I was also chatting, taking photos and simply  but also enjoying the day.  It was windy and a little wet but that didn’t stop us.

I remarked to David that years ago I wouldn’t have even tried to walk on the beach.  Since I was a young child I have always been told that I wasn’t sporty, fit or thin.  I was basically programmed to think that I couldn’t.  If I had visited that beach years ago I would have either sat in the car or found a bench.  I didn’t think I could manage a long walk and would have been conscious of getting back, every step I took away from the car.  I would have also been told, be careful, mind your weak ankle, don’t fall.  None of these things happened today (and any other day I have walked on the beach).

beach2David told me about a concept called learned helplessness.  You can read about it here, but basically it is a story that starts with an experiment with dogs.  (Not very humane, but huge lessons to be learnt)

The concept of learned helplessness was discovered by accident by psychologists Martin Seligman and Steven F. Maier.  Dogs that had been conditioned to expect an electrical shock when hearing a tone, became helpless even when there was an option to escape the shock.

I think many of us are the same.  We believe we can’t so we don’t.  Perhaps it is a case of failing a few times.  Or in my case twisting my ankle a few times.

Learned helplessness in humans can been seen in so many instances.  As soon as David explained the concept to me I could think of so many circumstances.  Imagine a child who does badly on a maths exam.  After repeatedly receiving low scores for maths, he will begin to believe that he will never master maths.

I am so glad that I have overcome the feeling of helplessness that was once a huge part of my life.  These days I act first, and think of my limitations later.  Perhaps, of course some sort of balance would be better.

I may not be ready to climb Croke Patrick, but I am not going to feel limited about taking a nice long beach walk.

Thank you so much for reading.

Kerry xx

 

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