I completed my doctorate in Human Sciences with Specialization in Leadership Studies and I am currently an Assistant Professor of Communication at the University of Nebraska at Kearney (UNK). On the side, I'm also a yoga instructor (RYT-200) and love thinking about ways to integrate the philosophies and practices of yoga with leadership and communication. I currently teach several classes related to communication and leadership (see the Academe tab on my site: whole-leader.com for a full list). While my research interests are broad, they contain a common thread focused around notions of adversity, coping, and resilience. In my writing, I draw from my experiences, which are nearly as complex and diverse as my own interests, to share my insights about life and leadership in an honest (sometimes even raw) and hopefully, practical way.
As part of a research project through the University of Nebraska at Kearney (UNK), I am investigating experiences of reintegration to civilian life following deployment among military service members and veterans (MSMVs). To do this, I am conducting a two-part mixed methods study. If you have served at least one term of deployment as a member of the military (all branches welcome) and are over the age of 19, please consider being a part of this important research. Here is a brief overview of what you can expect:
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Please be aware that this post discusses the topics of death, grief, and loss.
To be human, is to experience loss. We cannot live or exist in this world without loss.
Most of us are familiar with the general process of and emotions related to grief. We know that it’s normal to move from denial to sadness and anger to guilt and so on; that these are “normal” emotional experiences following loss. And that, eventually, we move to acceptance.
I sincerely wish it were that simple.
In reality, the past year has taught me that grief isn’t a step-by-step process we simply move through. It’s not as though we suddenly stop being angry and then feel guilty and so on. Instead, these “phases” are intertwined and we move back and forth and sometimes experience multiple emotions at the same time. We can feel both anger and guilt, or denial and sadness in the very same moment.
Grief is like this living, breathing thing that co-exists with us. It is not a nice, tidy process that we someday emerge from saying, “ah, my grief is finally gone!”
Time does not heal all wounds. A more accurate metaphor would suggest that time allows a scar to form, which is slightly less painful and slightly more tolerable than the initial gaping wound with which the loss has left us.
Losing a sibling (or someone close to you) is unbearable. I imagine it’s a bit like losing a limb in that, you have this part of you that you rely on, that’s always there when you need it. And then one day, it’s just gone, forever.
And we think, oh my god, how will we ever survive without this?
And then, somehow, we just do.
We just survive.
We just go on living one day at a time.
We just learn to live with the giant, gaping wound of our loss.
We just learn to co-exist with our grief.
We just learn to live with the hideous scar that has marked us for life.
This is grief, a hideous scar, for life.
For the rest of my life, every family gathering, holiday, wedding, birth, even funeral, I will think about how my brother should be here with us.
For the rest of my life, I will silently tell my brother how sorry I am that we couldn’t help him more, how I miss him all the time, and how I love him still.
For the rest of my life, I will have sleepless nights every now and then when my pillow becomes soaked with tears and I am consumed by my sadness.
For the rest of my life, I will have dreams of my brother and then awake to remember that he is gone.
For the rest of my life, I will try, patiently, to explain to people why depression is not a state of mind, but a very real disease that killed my brother.
For the rest of my life, I will carry this scar.
But carrying this scar doesn’t mean that we can’t (at least begin) to work through the complexities of our grief. It’s taken me a long time (and a lot of work) to arrive at a place where I’m finally ready to share some of my experiences of grief and mourning from this past year. For today’s post, I’m sharing some of my most meaningful encounters from Rishikesh, a place I (and many others) have come to believe is one of healing. I wrote the following paragraphs, in part, to fulfill the requirements of my continuing education for yoga teacher training.
Last October, I had the amazing opportunity to spend 10 days in Rishikesh (India). The purpose of this trip was to further advance my knowledge of yogic history and philosophy, yet my experiences were deeply healing in an unexpected way. Preceded by the sudden loss of my brother just two months before, my trip to India became a time to mourn his death and to process my own emotions of grief. I almost decided not to go after his passing (not wanting to be away from home and my family), but I could feel how much I needed space to heal. I craved quiet and stillness, time away from the demands of a new career.
Even knowing this, I’m still somewhat surprised as I reflect on the many ways that these experiences seemed to speak to and nurture my soul. It is as if the Universe heard my cries and gave me exactly what I needed to begin healing. The following pictures help to demonstrate a few of my experiences. Please excuse my ignorance and any unintended misrepresentations of culture or religion as I still have much to learn with regard to India’s history, Hinduism, and yogic philosophy.
This picture was taken at the Daksheswara Mahadev Temple (located in Haridwar) and shows a towering statue in which Lord Shiva is cradling the body of his beloved wife, Goddess Sati, after she had thrown herself into a fire. Deeply saddened by her death, he gently lifts her from the ashes and wanders the earth aimlessly for ages, refusing to let her go. As a result, there is chaos in the universe, and he cannot let go of his pain until he is finally forced to put her to rest.
This, as well as many of the other stories I learned during our visit to the sacred areas surrounding Rishikesh, allowed me to recognize that holding onto my brother, as Lord Shiva held onto Sati, is not healthy. This is not how we are meant to live. We are meant to mourn when we have losses, to be sad in those moments, and then to begin the work of moving forward. This, perhaps, sounds much more simplistic than the deep sense of knowing that resonated with me after hearing Shiva’s story, but it was as if I suddenly knew that I needed to begin the work of moving through my grief. I think this reflects important yogic principles related to impermanence, such as aparigraha (nonpossessiveness), santosha (contentment), and ishvara pranidhana (surrender).
This waterfall picture was taken in the Tehri Garhwal district, which is settled in an area at the base of the Himalayas. Beginning at the Kunjapuri Temple, where we had meditated at sunrise, we hiked down the winding terrain of the mountain (approximately three miles straight down, but my Fitbit logged more than seven miles all total). The hike was difficult as there was not a clear path in many areas. Where there was a designated path, it was often covered in small white stones that acted like gravel under foot. Perhaps as many as 10 times, I found that I had landed with a quick thud as my feet slid out from under me (I found several bruises on my back side over the next few days).
Our progress was slow, and in the heat of the sun directly overhead, I found myself near tears at times. I felt frustrated, wondering why I had opted to go on this torturous hike, when what I probably really needed was some rest. Then, at maybe two-thirds of the way down the mountain, I saw a small black butterfly on the path just ahead. The day we discovered that my brother had passed, a tiny black butterfly had perched on my dad’s shoulder while we cried together.
I immediately felt a sense of calm and my inner frustrations quieted. As I continued down the mountain, many more black butterflies crossed my path. When we finally reached the base, a breathtakingly beautiful waterfall awaited and it felt like the whole journey had been worth it. This experience echoes other yogic principles of understanding that life is a process, such as brahmacharya (nonexcess) and tapas (self-discipline). There will be hardship and moments when we must endure pain, but there will also moments of joy, comfort, and accomplishment.
This photo depicts the giant Shiva statue that sits on the banks of the Ganga (Ganges) River at Parnath Niketan in Rishikesh. Our lovely tour guide, Pankaj, told me that the statue floated several miles down the river during major flooding a few years back (here’s some news coverage about it). Amazingly, the statue was undamaged and successfully recovered, putting it back in its rightful place; at home in Rishikesh. I noticed that the base appeared to have been reinforced in an effort to avoid this from happening again. However, I had the clear sense from Pankaj that if flooding were to happen again, they would simply pull the statue back up the river once more.
This story has really stuck with me and every time I see a picture of Shiva, I think about the statue in Rishikesh. To me, this is a story about resiliency. We will never be capable of preventing the flood waters from coming, or of planning for every potential tragedy. And, to be clear, there will be tragedy – because that is the human experience. But, we can learn to take things in stride. We can weather the storm and pick ourselves back up. We can come home or create a home or be a home for those around us. For me, this most strongly represents the practice of ahimsa (nonviolence) through self-love and compassion for others, but also clearly reflects ishvara pranidhana (surrender) through acceptance.
The final picture I’m including here was taken on Dewali. It was the final night we were in Rishikesh. After having gorged ourselves with delicious food, including many sweets, and having lit a large number of fireworks along with our hotel family and Pankaj, we ventured out to wander around Rishikesh. Many people were still lighting fireworks all over town and the air smelled of sulfur. A thick haze of smoke settled like dense fog. Eventually, we made our way into the Parnath Niketan where Ganga Aarti takes place. At this late hour, it was virtually empty with the exception of a few sleeping people and a priest who watches over the premises (it is my understanding that the area is never closed).
We sat quietly on the banks of the Ganga, taking in the quiet, though we could still hear the infrequent drumming of fireworks in the distance. I was rather surprised when the priest suddenly appeared to us and lit a small firework that spritzed white light into the air like a fountain. Then, he simply retreated to his quarters just as suddenly as he had arrived, without saying a word. I smiled to myself, noticing how much joy this simple act had brought me. I have always loved fireworks and counted down the days to July 4th as a child, excitedly awaiting their annual return. In that moment, it was as though I reached back to a former part of myself. I felt incredibly at home, at ease, in Rishikesh.
I was saddened to leave the next day, my eyes welling with tears as we piled into the car. I feared that I would lose that sense of peace and ease and of being home after leaving Rishikesh. But Rishikesh is something that I think sticks with you, if you allow it. My experiences in Rishikesh deeply changed me. Maybe it was the timing, as I doubt I would have understood my experiences in the same way had they not followed so closely to my brother’s death. For me, the process was like gathering all of the scattered pieces of myself – my broken and wounded self – in order to begin putting myself back together, though undoubtedly changed forever. In this way, it was reflective of saucha (purity).
There is no doubt in my mind that deep loss is a scar we will carry for life. Despite this truth, I believe we can put ourselves back together; we can begin to work through our grief, if we are willing. Though we are changed, we will survive. And, sometimes, we will even emerge stronger.
I wish you peace and healing in whatever loss you may be experiencing at this moment, may you find your sense of home wherever you are.
I have the great privilege of teaching a special topics course in the fall semester about the ways that humans use communication to cope with loss and trauma. I am asking all of you bright and lovely people to help me locate stories that will help enhance the richness of our course.
Please suggest any stories you know that have lessons related to coping (e.g., hardship, adversity, resiliency, overcoming loss, etc.). I am primarily interested in collecting narratives (self-told stories) and myths or legends (stories about others that provide meaning). Additionally, stories from all cultural and religious contexts are encouraged. Even if you don’t know where to find or purchase the book or whether it’s been translated, please suggest it and I will look into it!
I have a few stories in mind already and a lot of the theoretical and methodological work that we will be covering. However, I would love to include several exemplar stories as options for us to analyze during our class. You’re input would be greatly appreciated – thank you in advance! Please comment below or email me!
For the past couple of weeks now, I’ve had this word – resilience – bouncing around in my head.
To me, it seems clear that humans are wired to be resilient. We are survivors.
Let me give you an example.
Every semester, I teach a basic public speaking skills course and I frequently give this talk about how it’s normal to feel nervous before giving a speech. In fact, you’ve probably heard the reference to Jerry Seinfeld’s joke about people being more afraid of public speaking than they are of dying (and that’s actually true).
Your palms may get sweaty, your heart may race, your mouth may feel dry. These are all things that commonly happen when adrenaline is pumping through our veins. But why is it that something like simply giving a speech can cause an increase in adrenaline?
Adrenaline is our body’s physiological response to fear. When our brain tells our body that it perceives a threat – even if that perceived threat is giving a speech – our body’s response is to produce adrenaline. It gives us the stamina needed to cope with the perceived threat.
It’s our fight or flight mechanism. It’s a survival instinct.
It’s the same instinct that has allowed humans to lift cars off of their children or to outrun predators or fight back in order to survive.
Humans are survivors; we’re literally built for it. We’re resilient.
You may think I’m overdramatizing the current situation by drawing a comparison to the stress we are facing today with life-threatening situations, and the truth is, you might be right. My point here isn’t to debate how real the threat is. It’s about the perceived reality that we are all living; the immense stress under which many people are simply trying to survive.
In the past few days, I have had multiple students disclose varying degrees of mental distress, including panic attacks, loss of time, and general anxiety. I have heard many of the same stories over and over again about how much more work is involved in online coursework, how they are concerned about their ability to pay rent, how they are worried about their leases ending and not having a plan in place for moving, and how they feel incredibly alone in all of this. They’re stressed – to say the least – and so am I.
If you’re like me and you’re fortunate enough to be able to work from home, you may be feeling a bit less stressed than those who are currently out of work or those who must continue doing jobs that are essential, despite the potential risk.
And, to be clear, I really do consider myself fortunate. However, that doesn’t mean the situation is ideal. As many of you are probably finding out, teaching (or working) online requires a lot more effort. And spending most of the day in Zoom meetings can be really draining (here’s a great article that helps explain why). Add to this the fact that most of us don’t have all of the technology needed to operate well from home (I’ve crashed my Surface twice already) and you can begin to understand why it’s not really all that simple – for faculty, for students, and for others attempting to work from home.
The focus of today’s post is on offering some tips for coping with stress beyond simply surviving — in other words, how to be resilient. Some of these things have worked well for me and some are based on the ideas of others. As always, take what works for you and feel free to leave the rest. I hope you find some peace in all of this chaos.
Maintain connections. People are meant to be connected with others. It’s important to be a part of a community (or many communities) by staying connected with friends and family. While the physical isolation is a necessary precaution most of us are living, there are some ways to maintain relationships despite the physical distance. Schedule social events via Zoom (or FaceTime or House Party or another app) with friends or family. You can virtually meet with others for a coffee date or cocktails and simply catch up with each other. While it may not be at your favorite venue, the perks are that you can wear your favorite comfy cloths and you don’t need to find a babysitter (if you have tiny humans running around).
You could also go old school and actually take the time to pen a note and mail (yes, snail mail) someone a letter or card. You don’t even have to come up with something novel to say – you can copy down a favorite poem or quote or just write in giant letters, “I MISS YOU,” or sketch something or draw a doodle. The point is, most people (like pretty much every human I know) loves to feel like someone cares about them, and knowing you were thinking of them enough to send something through the mail will probably make their day.
If you’re lucky enough to share your living space with others, simply being present doesn’t always translate to feeling connected with these individuals. Many of us live with children or elders or other roommates who are important to us, but may in some ways interrupt our ability to nurture relationships with others, especially partners. If you find yourself here, I know it’s hard. Be patient, things will return to normal eventually. In the meantime, try sending a text to the person across the room that says, “I was just thinking about you,” or “I love you,” or just “Hi :).” Try to take time to be alone with your partner if and when it’s possible, maybe early in the morning or late at night. Go for a walk together, watch a movie in bed (even if it’s just on your laptop), make a meal together, have a conversation. Leave notes for your partner where you know they will find them (like on their pillow or in their coat pocket). Be kind to each other.
Take time for wellness. I know I talk about this a lot, but it’s because I think it’s really important. This could be a great time to practice learning to listen to your body and what you need. Take breaks from work as often as you need them. I’m guilty of totally skipping meals because I’m so focused on what I’m doing, which is terrible for our bodies. If you find that you’re not great at taking breaks throughout the day, schedule them into your day or set an alarm (maybe every hour) to get up and stretch. Try to stay physically active by going for walks or doing home-based workouts (there are literally hundreds available for free on YouTube, including this restorative yoga video I made).
If you’re spending more time at home than usual, you may want to try out some new (or old) approaches for developing your own mindfulness practice, such as meditating, journaling, drawing, painting, etc. All of these practices can be great for helping manage anxiety, and you may just find you actually enjoy doing them. Take time to do things that bring you some joy. I’ve started baking again for the first time in years and it’s been fun. When I’m stressed, I sometimes find it difficult to focus on a task that requires a lot of mental energy like grading or writing, but baking (or organizing, or cleaning, or sorting, or whatever) can be an activity that allows me to feel productive without using a lot of mental energy (because I bake simple things like scones – this is totally not a home version of Nailed It!).
Getting adequate sleep is also really important, especially when we’re mentally stressed. If you are able to work from home, consider starting your day a little later than you typically would. To me, there’s nothing wrong with sleeping in a bit – it’s one of the perks of working from home and making your own schedule. If you find that you struggle to fall asleep at night, developing a bedtime routine can help you wind down. It may involve taking a bath, reading a book, turning down the lights, and limiting your phone use after a certain time. Again, do what works for you – no one knows you better than yourself.
Practice flexibility and adaptability. When there are so many unknown factors – like when social isolation will no longer be necessary, when a vaccine will be available, how our economy will recover, when we will be able to travel again – it’s important to keep an open mind and to practice flexibility. While it’s not easy to do, managing our expectations – as in, not having specific expectations about how or when things will change – can help us maintain a more positive outlook.
Additionally, realizing that even our day-to-day plans may falter under these circumstances and becoming adaptable can help us develop greater resiliency. In a recent meeting (online, of course) with students in my research methods course, I encouraged students to take the path of least resistance in completing the course (let me clarify that this is not something I would typically say under normal circumstances). While I realize some of them had impressive plans for the remaining assignments, I wanted them to know that scaling back in order to better manage their time to complete their assignments (in my class as well as others) is completely okay.
The same is true for all of us. You may have had an awesome project planned for your students, or intended to work on a research proposal or to develop a new class, or maybe you were planning your wedding or graduation, or something else very meaningful, but it’s okay to let go of some of our expectations for right now. It’s okay to lessen the pressure we’ve put on ourselves. It is not a failure to do so, it is the ability to adapt under extraordinary circumstances. And, it doesn’t mean we must let go of that expectation altogether – we can simply put it on hold until later.
I encourage you to have compassion with yourself and with others.
Show some emotion. I realize that we live in a culture that does not often embrace the expression of emotion. In fact, after years of working in retail and being told that I needed to “grow a thicker skin,” I am now working to undo much of that effort and to become more in touch with my own emotions. Allowing ourselves to feel our emotions – anger, sadness, frustration, fear – is vital to our ability to process this event. We are not robots and we were not designed to subdue our emotions. We are allowed to feel bothered by the events we are experiencing because they are bothersome.
I encourage you to acknowledge and allow yourself to feel whatever you are feeling about these current circumstances. Take the time you need to be sad or fearful or angry, and then, move forward. At the same time, I also encourage you to find joy whenever possible – perhaps in the fact that you can wear yoga clothes all day and you don’t have to put on shoes! (those are mine 🙂 ) – and to laugh when there is nothing else to be done. Realize that technology will fail sometimes. You may get kicked out of Zoom in the middle of your class or someone may flush the toilet in the room next to you when you’re talking to a student, and it’s okay. Laugh at the circumstances, at yourself, at life, and know that you are not in this alone in this.
Reach out for support. I know I’ve said this before, but if you find that you are unable to manage your stress on your own or if you fear that you could possibly harm yourself or others, please reach out for help. Many therapists are working from home at this time (including mine) and many are accepting new patients. While this may not seem ideal, there is a benefit to being able to chat with someone from the comfort of your own home. Please know that it is okay to lean on others when you are struggling. Sometimes just venting or talking through something can bring a lot of relief and I encourage you to reach out to a friend, family member, other trusted individual, or mental healthcare professional for help if you need it.
I hope you found some of these insights of use. Above all, I cannot emphasize enough the importance of showing compassion to others as well as yourself.
Please be aware that
this content discusses the subject of death, which may be a trigger for some
people.
Dear Friends,
As many of you know,
I recently experienced the unexpected loss of my young, 25-year-old brother,
Alex. Since then, I haven’t felt much like writing. And, if I’m being
completely honest, there were days that I didn’t feel much like living.
Today, I’m in a more
peaceful state; filled with hope and a sense of purpose. This road hasn’t been
easy and it’s not over. To some extent, I know I will always mourn the loss of
my brother. I will always notice his absence at holidays, think of calling him
and then remember he’s gone, relive the dreadful days that followed his death.
When he died, I felt
like a part of me died too. And, I wondered if I would always feel this death
within myself. What I’ve come to realize in the last few weeks is that this
part of me can heal. It’s not that I will ever be exactly the same again, but I
will be whole again.
So, I’m writing to
you today to let you know that I will be back to writing again soon. I have so
much to share – so many experiences – and I believe that every experience
deserves to have its story told.
In the past year, I
feel like I’ve consumed a lifetime’s worth of experiences. I began a career
path in consulting, completed yoga training and started teaching yoga, lost my
grandfather, wrote my dissertation, survived an attack, defended my dissertation
and graduated, started a different career path as a full time faculty member,
lost my brother, went to India – and that’s not even all of it.
I’m not the same
person I was one year ago and I’m okay with that. So much has changed, it’s
hard to imagine being that person anymore — it’s as if it’s hard to reconcile
those two halves of myself as part of the same identity. I have more peace,
more confidence, more assurance of my purpose, more empathy, more compassion; I
don’t want to go back. I’m grateful for my experiences because they’ve shaped
me into the person I’m becoming.
I recently shared
this quote with one of my yoga classes and it’s becoming a sort of mantra for
me:
“If you are grateful for where you are,
you gotta respect the road that got you there.”
-Cleo Wade
I will leave you
with this thought today, but know that I will be back soon with many stories to
tell.
In the meantime and
as promised, here is the link my dissertation free of charge (though you
shouldn’t feel an obligation to read it – do what you wish!): “I
Will Be the Leader”… If you just want to skip ahead to the stories, go
straight to Chapter 4, which starts on page 73 (page 87 of the pdf).
Due to violent
content, please be advised that this material could be a trigger for some
people.
It was just over
four weeks ago that I was attacked while I was out for a run.
I’m okay.
This was scary —
very scary — but I walked away virtually unharmed. I had a fat lip and a sore
shoulder for a few days.
I’m still finding it
hard to believe that this happened to me and that I was fortunate enough to
just walk away.
The perpetrator of
this crime is currently in jail. The intent of this post is not to talk about
him, but rather to share how I think being prepared for something like this is
exactly the reason that I am okay.
(If you really want
to read up on the case, you can view the local news report here)
Writing this post
has been more difficult than I anticipated it would be. It’s a bit like tearing
off the scab on a wound. After finally starting to sleep well again, I’ve begun
having nightmares since starting this post. A very good friend pointed out that
this may be a sign that I’m not ready to write about the event yet, and I
agree. However, I also think writing about this could be therapeutic for me.
And part of me feels like if I don’t write it now, I likely never will.
The purpose of this
post is to share what I think helped me so that others can, perhaps, learn from
my experience. Doing this would be quite difficult without actually discussing
the details of the event. That said, I’m going to give you a full run down from
start to finish with the details I think are most important to include. Then,
I’ll get into some advice based on this experience and the advice of others.
Before I begin, I
want to be really clear about the fact that the content I’m including here is
not at all intended as a guide for preventing
bad things from happening. We all know that’s not possible. Life is
unpredictable and scary things happen all of the time, even in places we don’t
expect them. My goal here is to help us all be a little bit better prepared in
the event that something does happen. While my hope is that you never have an
experience like this, I believe having this knowledge for yourself or for a
friend could be potentially meaningful.
In the summer
months, I prefer to run after dark because it’s generally too hot to run safely
in the heat of the day. I know I will be criticized for this, but I don’t think
there’s anything wrong with running after dark (and I still don’t). It’s really
normal for me to go out between 9 and 9:30pm, once the sun has set, and run for
60-90 minutes. In fact, I’ve walked this same route a few times since the
incident at approximately the same time of day (with a partner) and have found
that there are (still) a lot of other people out walking or running or biking
at this time of night.
The trails I run and
the neighborhood around my house are mostly well lit and well populated areas.
I’ve run this particular trail hundreds of times and I am always very aware of
my surroundings. I keep my music turned down at a low volume so that I can hear
what’s happening around me. I notice if something’s different or out of the
ordinary (for instance, if there’s new construction or if a house has recently
been painted). There are a couple of spots on this trail that are more remote
and hidden from the view of houses and roadways where I always have my phone
out and ready to dial for help if needed. (Because I’m kind of a cautious
person.)
On the day this
occurred, I had been out for about an hour and was only a block from returning
to my house. I was cooling down, so I was walking at this point. I heard a bike
come up behind me and I stepped to the right side of the sidewalk so they could
pass. I turned and looked over my left shoulder to acknowledge the person
(because I always do) and I was thinking to myself something along the lines
of, “Oh, it’s just a kid on a bike.” I didn’t perceive this person as
a threat even after I noticed him behind me.
As I was looking at
him, he extended his right arm out and hooked it around my neck. He threw his
body onto me, knocking me to the ground and trapping me underneath of him. It’s
so strange to write out the details of this sequence now — as in, how was this
physically possible? It was so fluid — it was as if it happened in slow
motion.
Even as my body hit
the ground, my brain couldn’t comprehend what was happening to me. I kept
thinking, “You could be a student in one of my classes, what are you
doing?” Thankfully, my body began reacting well before my brain caught up
and I started screaming for help immediately. He shoved my face into the ground
and threatened to kill me if I wasn’t quiet. This resulted in me throwing my
head back and screaming as loudly as I could. He kept trying to cover my mouth
to quiet me, so I kept moving my head and biting his hand whenever I had the
chance.
When I run at night,
I always carry pepper spray (strapped to my wrist). Unfortunately, my hands
were still pinned underneath of me, so I couldn’t get to it. And honestly, even
if I could, he was in such close proximity that it would have sprayed us both.
All I could do was kick and try to get enough leverage behind my elbows to jab
him in the ribs. I kept trying to throw my weight to one side so that I could
roll out from under him, all the while still screaming at the top of my lungs.
I’m not entirely
sure if he realized he was losing the battle or if the sound of neighbors
scared him off, but moments after the whole thing started he was back on his
bike and riding away. I immediately ran to the first house I saw with a porch
light on and began ringing the doorbell. I went to dial the police and realized
that I had his cell phone and pocket knife in my hands. Somehow, they had been
lost in the scuffle. I dialed the police from my phone and while talking to the
dispatcher (who was practically gleeful that I had his phone), neighbors began
coming out of their houses. Several of them waited with me until the police
arrived and even gave statements (though none of them had actually seen him or
the incident, unfortunately).
The police arrived
in less than five minutes. One of them drove me to the station to give my
statement and to be photographed. Coincidently, after only a few minutes at the
police station, a call came in reporting that the alleged perpetrator had gone
back to the scene and was looking for his cell phone. One of my attentive
neighbors was kind enough to call the police and my attacker was arrested that
evening.
The whole thing from
start to end was only about an hour.
I didn’t sleep much
that night, or the next few nights. I’m mostly back to sleeping well now, but
still have nightmares some nights. I will talk later about some of my coping
strategies and how I’m handling the situation currently, but I want to first outline
the things that I think are most important in terms of being proactive and
protecting ourselves:
Be aware of your surroundings. Know where you are and be attentive to what’s happening around you. I LOVE loud music (as in, love when you can actually feel the vibrations in the things around you), but when you’re running outdoors you have to be able to hear when someone is nearby. So, leave your headphones at home or have them turned down low enough that you can hear when people are across the street or coming up behind you. If you notice a situation that seems off (like someone who might be following you), text a friend, get off the trail you’re on, and/or go to a populated area (such as a water fountain at a park). The most important thing is to get to a safe place.
Choose ideal areas. I prefer the trails I run
because they are well maintained and have a good amount of foot traffic. It’s
also important to consider things like good lighting (especially if you’re
running after dark or under bridges). If you’re trying out a new trail or path
for the first time, consider going with a partner (or even using an app that
maps the path for you) so that you will have some familiarity with the area
when you’re out on your own. I also prefer areas that are not as noisy due to
nearby traffic or trains because it makes it easier to hear when someone is
coming up from behind. I realize this may not be possible in all cases, but I
generally look for more residential areas to run.
Bring your phone. Always have your phone with you. If you don’t want to be disturbed while you’re out, there is an awesome feature (on most phones) called “Do Not Disturb” that you can turn on while you’re out. Also, most leggings have a built-in side pocket for your phone now and if you don’t wear leggings, you can buy an arm band on Amazon for like $10 (there are a lot of other great options out there as well). Even if you don’t think you would ever need a phone for yourself, imagine coming upon someone else who could be injured and in need of help. Do you really want to run all the way home to call for help and leave that poor person alone and injured? No. So just bring your phone. 🙂
Consider running with others. I actually enjoy
running alone so I feel personally conflicted about this point. If you’re
someone who doesn’t mind running with others, then this is clearly a great
option. For now, I’m walking with a
partner when I go out after dark (because apparently none of my friends are
fans of running). If you have a dog, running with your dog could be another
great alternative. I considered adopting a dog for about 5 seconds and then
remembered that dogs are a huge responsibility and that my cats would likely
murder me in my sleep. So I’m remaining dog-less (at least for now).
Learn some self-defense basics. I was fortunate
enough to have taken some basic self-defense training in the past as a job
requirement (this was prior to my faculty position and totally unrelated to my
current work). I also grew up in a household where I was taught to be mindful
about parking under a street lamp and having my keys out and in my hand so they
could be used as a weapon if needed. I am certain that all of this knowledge
stuck somewhere in my brain and assisted in my quick reaction to this
situation. The main point here is to educate yourself and to be aware of
potential risks.
Select options that work for you. There isn’t
really a perfect formula in terms of what works best in every instance. Again,
the point of this post is not to prevent all potential bad scenarios from
occurring because that’s not reasonable (we can’t live in bubbles). I had
pepper spray with me and it was completely useless in this case. I’ve had some
people recommend that I carry a gun. In this exact scenario, my attacker could
have reached for it more quickly than me because I was pinned to the ground by
the time I realized I was in danger. At the end of the day, the methods you
choose to be proactive and to protect yourself are completely up to you. You have to be comfortable with the
tools you choose because you’re the one that will be using them. For me, the
most valuable things I have taken from this experience are education (e.g., how
to defend yourself) and awareness (e.g., being in tune to what’s going on
around you).
Lessons on being a good neighbor. There is a lot to be said for good neighbors and I am incredibly grateful to my neighbors who heard me that night. Since then, some of my neighbors have even mentioned that they are now keeping their porch lights on because that’s what drew me to the house I initially sought for safety. This experience has taught me the importance of being a good neighbor as well. It may be through keeping the porch light on, or checking things out when you hear a commotion outside (even if you think it’s probably just some kids messing around), or just mentioning to your neighbors when you see something out of the ordinary in your area. We all have the opportunity to be good neighbors simply by being vigilant and supportive members of the communities in which we live.
An honest reflection on coping and moving forward.
Since this event, things have mostly returned to normal. I (successfully)
defended my dissertation as planned which occurred only about a week after the
attack (though I did briefly consider postponing my defense). I found it
difficult to focus in the immediate days after the event, but I think part of
that was the result of lack of sleep. My fat lip and bruised shoulder have
fully healed, but I think the psychological impacts will take a bit of time.
I have moments of
complete panic that I have never experienced previously. I have fear that I
have never had before. Sometimes a thought flashes through my brain and I
remember, “I thought I might die.” I know this is my way of
processing this experience and that I will heal. And, I know healing will take
time.
I’ve spoken openly
about the event with family members and friends. I’ve gone back out running and
I have taken the same route several times since the attack. I’m using my
personal yoga practice as well as the classes that I teach as opportunities to
practice being present in the moment and to find some inner peace.
Today, I’m writing
about this event and sharing it with all of you. In the coming days, I’m going
to look for a trauma counselor because I think talking to a professional could
be helpful. For now, I’m trying to give myself some grace by allowing myself to
feel sad or scared when those emotions arise and by giving myself plenty of
time to process this event. And, I’m reminding myself that I survived and that
I will be okay.
I just wanted to post a quick update to let you know how much I have missed writing for this page (and that I haven’t forgotten about you)! Over the past few months, I have fully committed myself to my dissertation in an attempt to graduate in August and it’s paid off. I successfully defended my dissertation on Monday as I was surrounded by my committee members and several people who came to show their support and love. I have recently come to realize just how large my support network truly is, and my heart is overflowing.
In addition to graduating, I have also accepted a position as an Assistant Professor in the Department of Communication at the University of Nebraska – Kearney (which is practically next door). I hadn’t planned on finding a position in academia and intended instead to pursue independent consulting full time this fall. However, I couldn’t imagine a more perfect fit and I am so excited to be starting in just a few short weeks at UNK.
Between now and August 1st, I will be making some additional edits to my dissertation prior to submitting the final (final) draft for publication to our university’s online database. (I’ll be sure to post the link just in case you’re dying to read it, but no pressure.) Once that’s complete, I am designating some time to post new content to this site and I honestly can’t wait. Here’s some teasers for upcoming posts you can expect:
Facing Down Fears (I’ll be talking about a terrifying incident that happened to me in the recent past, how I think being prepared helped me, and what I’m doing now — plus, some practices I think we should all adopt)
Surviving a Season of Stress (This will be all about the strategies I used to make it through writing my dissertation and preparing to defend it, making it through 16-hour workdays when necessary, and taking time for self-care when possible)
Job Searching for the Right Fit (This will outline what I look for in a job posting before I even consider applying for it and how I customize my application materials to help ensure I get a request for an interview)
Of course, I have about a hundred other ideas floating around in my head but let’s save those for later. That reminds me — if you have a topic that you would like to see me write about, please feel free to reply in the comments section here or send me a quick email. I love to hear from you all and the worst thing I could possibly say is no, so why not?
Okay, that’s all for now but I’ll be back soon. 🙂 I hope you are taking some time for yourself to enjoy the remaining days of summer and to find some inner peace.
I’m writing this blog today as a tribute to my late grandfather, Ralph W. Luethke, whose beautiful soul left our world last week. Although different from my previous blogs, and perhaps unconventional, I’m posting this here because in so many ways, my grandfather embodied the type of leader I aspire to be.
Loss is painful.
We all experience
loss at different points throughout life. Sometimes loss comes in the form of a
job or a relationship, maybe it’s the place we’ve come to know and love when we
relocate across town or across the world. Loss is a necessary part of our life
experiences and even though it’s painful, it can be positive (e.g., the end of
an unhealthy relationship).
The loss of someone
we love touches the depths of our souls. There’s nothing like it. It breaks our
hearts and leaves a lasting impact; we are forever changed.
I cannot iterate
strongly enough the importance of having a support network, a village, a tribe
to lean on in these times. Whether it is one person or many, this community is
what will help us survive the loss. It is part of the mourning process to be together,
to experience this loss together, to cry together, and in moments of rarity,
even laugh together.
Over the past
several days, I have been surrounded by those who loved my grandfather and
those who undoubtedly love me. We share in this loss. The nuanced meaning of a
hand on one’s shoulder is pure comfort. The connection between tearful eyes
says, “I know this hurts right now, but we’re all going to be okay.”
In these moments, I
find that I feel astonishingly fortunate despite the pain I am experiencing. It
is a gift to be surrounded by so much love and support. Even though my heart is
breaking, I know without doubt that I will be okay; we will heal from this loss
although we will be changed.
When you experience
loss – whether it’s right now or sometime in the future – I encourage you to
reach out to those around you. Lean on the people who love you and allow them
to help you heal.
The next several
lines are written as a sort of letter to my grandfather. They read a bit more
like a poem, though I didn’t pay particular attention to cadence or the number
of syllables in each line, etc. As you read these words, I hope you might find
a sense of comfort or inspiration. Thank you for taking the time to read
today’s post.
With love,
Tiff
_______
I have always admired you.
In so many ways, I have aspired to be just like you.
You shared with me your unquenchable thirst for
knowledge and endless sense of curiosity.
You saw beauty in all things, whether behind the lens
of a camera or in giving refuge to the discarded treasure of others.
Your heart was ever light and joyful; taking every
opportunity to share in laughter and celebration with others.
You gave reverence to all living things. Your
kindness and compassion were boundless; always willing to share your time, your
gifts, your knowledge with others.
You were a fierce and caring protector. Under your
watchful eye, we thrived. You welcomed all into your home, your table, and your
family.
You were assuredly peaceful in knowing that
everything would turn out just as it’s meant to be; confident that you were
exactly where you were supposed to be.
I am saddened that this world will not know your soul
for another day or even a moment. To never hear you tell another story or watch
you pour over the maps of our heritage again. These moments, like so many
others, exist now only in our memories.
Your life of giving, nurturing, and loving the world
around you is what you’ve left behind. This legacy, your legacy is forever
etched on our hearts.
Finally your soul is free of its earthbound body. Truly this is grace.
The thing about
motivation is that it’s not exactly like learning another skill. It’s not at
all like learning to cook or ride a bike or learning to drive — those things
stick with you and even when you haven’t done them for a while, they tend to
come back to you pretty quickly.
Motivation is not
something that we can really gain mastery of — just when we think we’ve got
it, it’s gone. It’s fleeting and it changes from one time and place to another.
In completing one ambition, we may find our motivation to be consistently strong
throughout. Yet in the case of another goal or resolution, we struggle to find
the motivation to even begin.
Why is that?
Different
circumstances, different expectations, different time and place. Maybe our
level of interest is varied or we’re simply lacking passion (you can read more
about passion in my post on Grit).
Whatever the case, rest assured that you’re not alone. Pretty much everyone
struggles to find motivation at least some of the time (myself included) and
there are lots of strategies to help you discover and keep your motivation
burning which I’m going to outline today.
As always, you
shouldn’t feel obligated to do everything
included in this post (in fact, I wouldn’t even advise that). What I hope
you’ll find here instead are a few practical ideas that resonate with you and
help provide the spark you need to set your motivation ablaze. Remember, our
entire life journey is a work in progress of sorts, so we shouldn’t expect to
attain perfection anytime soon!
My own mantra this
week is, “Nothing can stop me today — I can only stop myself.” I
share this because I think it fits well with the topic of motivation,
particularly because I tend to find (and maybe you do as well) that the thing
getting in my way most of the time is me!
No one is making me take on the commitments in my life that I’ve made — I chose to make them. When I find that my plate
is overwhelmingly full, I can only look to myself because I’m the one that
filled it in that manner.
I’m not saying this
to beat myself up or to suggest that you should in any way do the same.
Conversely, it’s important that we take ownership and find empowerment in
knowing that we shape our own goals and experiences. While we can’t control
everything that happens in a day, we can own the way that we choose to spend
our time and how we react to the occurrences throughout each day.
Not sure where to
start? Here’s some ideas to help you discover and keep your motivation – that
internal fire inside us all – burning strong:
Share your knowledge with others. In most cases, it’s not that you don’t know what to do or how to reach your goal, but channeling the motivation to actually make progress can be difficult. Many people find themselves stuck in a rut, unable to take meaningful action, even though they know exactly what they need to do. There’s a good chance you know someone who’s been wanting to lose weight for years, but hasn’t been able to actually commit to a particular diet (maybe that someone is even you). Yet, that person probably has more knowledge about nutrition and calorie intake vs. outtake than almost anyone else in your life.
In this case, the
key to forward momentum is building self-confidence by telling others how to do
it. Yes, literally go tell other people
the step-by-step process for how to accomplish the goal that you want to accomplish yourself. (I know this
sounds a bit odd, but stay with me.) A
very compelling study by Eskreis-Winkler and Fishbach (see Fessler, 2018)
demonstrated how simply giving advice to others (on the same issues she/he was
struggling to do) could help build one’s self-confidence enough to propel
individuals into action. It reminds me of that saying, ‘those who can’t do
teach,’ except that in this case it’s like ‘those who teach are more likely to
do,’ which aligns perfectly with my next point…
“Do something. Do anything.” According to Mark Manson (bestselling author of The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck) action can precipitate action simply by helping us build confidence in our ability to do so. It doesn’t have to be something big, but making any sort of action towards reaching our goals often creates the inspiration and motivation we need to continue along a path of progress. If you’re paralyzed by your fear of going to the gym, maybe start with a walk outside or find a YouTube video to follow along with at home. If you want to mend a relationship with someone and you don’t know where to start, try picking up the phone and calling them or writing them a letter (you don’t even have to send it if you don’t want to).
When I’m struggling
to start writing (which is basically everyday), I will often say to myself,
“Okay, I’ll just create an outline,” or “I can at least write
down the thoughts that are in my head,”
or “Fine, I’ll write ONE paragraph.” Oftentimes I’ll find that
as a result, moving onto other parts becomes much easier because I’ll have
ideas for how to do so (and maybe even a bit of excitement).
Maybe I’ll have an
idea for a second paragraph or the introduction or a totally different point I
want to make later in the chapter (or blog post…). In any case, once you’ve
actually started, it’s so much easier to keep going and I almost always find
myself thinking something along the lines of, “That wasn’t so difficult
(but I’m definitely not going to admit that I may have even enjoyed myself a
bit), I don’t know why I put this off — I’ll just do a bit more.”
When I’m really stumped (or just because), one of my favorite things to do is to create a timeline. It doesn’t have to be very detailed when you begin, it can literally just be an estimated start and end date. Bench marks (tasks that need to be completed along the way) will begin to form in your mind and then you can break down how long each item will take you to complete. After you’ve completed your working or tentative timeline (because it’s always subject to change), you can look to the first task and start working on it immediately.
Be realistic in your expectations. Sometimes we
come to a phase in life where we feel compelled to overhaul our entire state of
being. If you’re trying to lose weight for instance, you may want to
drastically change your diet, workout routine, and sleep habits all at once.
While these behaviors likely work together and could potentially reinforce each
other, making several drastic life changes at once is almost always a
guaranteed recipe for failure.
It’s not at all
because we don’t possess the ability to do so, but rather that we’re asking
ourselves to do something that is virtually impossible and unsustainable. Meaningful and
lasting changes tend to occur through small incremental changes over
time. In the example I gave above, you could start with changing just one
aspect of your life (like diet) and integrate the others later once you’ve
accomplished your initial goal. Another option might be to set two attainable
goals to begin (like eating out one day less each week and getting up 10
minutes earlier) which you make more challenging over time (like eating out
only once a week and getting up an hour earlier).
As with the above
points discussed, this approach tends to work because small, attainable goals
help us experience a sense of achievement which in turn, builds self-confidence. Why should you care about
self-confidence? Because self-confidence is really about learning to trust ourselves. Imagine if you
had someone in your life who you continually told you they would meet you at a
certain time tomorrow and then for weeks, they never showed up, day after day.
After a few days (or maybe even just the first day), you would stop waiting for
them because you wouldn’t trust them.
Every time we break
a commitment to ourselves, we break our own trust. We trust ourselves less and
less until we come to believe that we won’t follow through with anything and
are incapable of accomplishing any goals. We diminish our self-confidence until
there is nothing left (just writing this makes me feel so sad!!). Why do we
treat ourselves with so little regard? We are important and so worthy of
self-love and of keeping our commitments to ourselves (which fits so well with
my next point)!
Before we move on,
let me just say once more — YOU are important and YOU are worthy of love.
More compassion, less criticism. There’s a lot of research which shows that self-criticism actually works to demotivate us. (Which is probably not so surprising after reading the last few paragraphs.) When we fail, as we inevitably will, it’s important to have some self-compassion. Be gracious with yourself in recognizing that at any moment we can start again and try our best to do better.
More compassion may
mean that you go off your diet for a night because it’s important to enjoy a
special occasion with your family and not worry about monitoring your food
choices. It may mean that you while you didn’t stick to your diet for breakfast
(because maybe someone brought donuts to the office this morning), you’re
committed to making good food choices for lunch (or dinner if you call it that)
and supper instead of throwing the whole day out the window. It may mean that
while you missed your deadline for a project or goal, you recognize that you’ve
still made a lot of progress and you’re committed to seeing it through, even if
it’s a little bit later than you had hoped.
I want to note that
there’s a healthy balance between being self-compassionate and not falling into
overly-compromising on a commitment to yourself (which can harbor distrust).
That balance will be different depending on the individual and the circumstances.
I genuinely believe however, you know the
difference— you know when you’re showing a little bit of grace,
flexibility, and self-compassion (which is sometimes needed) and you know when
you’re breaking a commitment or promise to yourself. Be mindful of the
difference and do what’s best for you.
Stay in the present moment. When that moment of
conflict arises and you find yourself with the desire to compromise your goal,
whatever it may be, know that this is only natural. This is an inevitable
occurrence within the process of change. Instead of seeking a distraction, stay
present in the moment. Try facing these moments with a sense of curiosity
(instead of chastising yourself). Consider what it mean to cheat on your goal
today or in this moment. Likely, it would mean breaking a promise you’ve made
to yourself.
Remind yourself of
your goal’s importance and worth (and perhaps also of your importance and worth as well). Why did you commit to this
goal in the first place? Why was (is) it important to you? Stay with these
feelings and allow them to pass (because they definitely will!). You may be
surprised at the emotions connected to these experiences — you may feel anger
or sadness or remorse (or something else altogether). Just know that it’s okay
to feel; we’re human and that’s what we
do.
Recruit an ally. Accountability can be a
powerful tool especially if you’re someone who struggles to keep resolutions
for yourself. *raises hand slowly* This doesn’t have to come in the form of a
person (though it certainly may!), it could be in the form of keeping a reflection
journal or logging your progress in an app. There are a lot of great apps out
there for tracking fitness goals through logging your food and workout habits,
for example. (I use Fitbit and know a
lot of people who use MyFitnessPal,
but there are many other good apps out there beyond these.)
The most important thing here, is finding whatever works to help hold you accountable and provide some support toward reaching your goals. I recently installed an aerial yoga hammock in my house (it was actually a gift from my parents – thank you!!) which I had been wanting to do for some time. I was initially drawn to it because it looked like fun, – which it totally is – but since practicing with it, I’ve realized it has immense value in its ability to act as a support in learning to do things like inversions or for working on balance in poses like Warrior 3. I’m telling you this because I happened to mention my observation to my doctoral Advisor and she, in her infinite wisdom, remarked how perfectly this demonstrated that with the right supports in place, virtually anything is attainable (it literally gives me goosebumps even now).
Isn’t that the truth? Things that sometimes feel out of reach or even impossible to us, suddenly become realities when we just have the right tools or the right people around us. So spend a bit of time thinking about what might be most helpful to you and recognize that it may take some trial and error to figure it out. Once it’s there, the sky is the limit – literally, anything is possible.
Channel your inner rebel. If you’re the type of
person who resists being told what to do and when to do it (as many of us are),
you may not love the idea of setting boundaries for yourself. However, the same
characteristics that compel us to resist constraints also drive us to fight and
fight hard; we love to defy expectations, prove others wrong, and most of all,
we LOVE to win!
I have a good friend
who’s taking his sibling rivalry to a whole new level by competing with his
sister to make his fitness goals. That desire to beat her (or maybe just to not let her win?) is a big part of what’s
driving him to make it to the gym every morning before work. Healthy
competition can be highly motivational for individuals like this (myself
included). It may not be possible (or ideal) in every case, but for something
like losing weight, it could be really fun to challenge a friend or family
member.
I will add a word of
caution on this point, however. Yes, spite can be a powerful motivator, but I’m
not sure it’s always a healthy one – especially if it’s the ONLY thing that’s
driving you to accomplish a goal. It’s important that our goals be things that
we have chosen to pursue because they are meaningful and important to us in
some way. If the desire to prove someone wrong or to be better than someone
else is the only thing that is driving you to pursue a goal, I urge you to
consider whether it’s truly something worth the effort. Is it something that
will bring joy or peace to your life in some way? If not, it may be time to
drop it.
Do some investigative work. It can be really
helpful to do a little research about your goal and to find out what others
have done to achieve the same goal. If it’s a particularly broad topic area
(like weight loss ), you may find the amount of information online to be
overwhelming at first because there are literally thousands of articles
available. Consider starting with friends, family members, or colleagues who
may have had similar experiences and ask what’s worked well for them. Most
people are happy to share their success stories and will probably give you more
information than you asked for! Once you
have a good starting point (like maybe the name of a particular diet to
research), you can narrow your search online for additional information if
needed.
This approach can be
particularly helpful if you’re someone who likes to make a clear plan ahead of
time or if you have a tendency to want to know the “best” or
“right” way to do something. Just be sure to keep in mind that what’s
best for you may be different from
what’s best or has worked for someone else and that’s completely okay (really,
it’s to be expected). You may even need to try some things out to find the best
fit before making a decision. Remember, what’s most important is to actually
take the first steps toward achieving your goal (back to that point about
“Do something. Do Anything.”) – even if it’s not quite right when you
first start. Don’t get stuck in the research and planning phase at the cost of
delaying your goal any longer.
Make your commitment a big deal. It may be
tempting to say you’ll start your diet (or virtually any other goal) on Monday,
but it’s really important to set an official start date. Lots of people get
stuck in the planning and preparation phase; they continually procrastinate
actually acting on their resolution. Look at your calendar and mark the start
date. Look at the events you have coming up in the near future – will you be
traveling or do you have a big celebration to attend? You may want to plan
around these things to help ensure you will be successful (just don’t put it
off for too long).
Once you have a
start date, commit to working on your goal for a set length of time. It may be
30 days, or 3 months, or 6 months depending on your goal and the amount of time
you think you will realistically need to accomplish it. Something you may also want
to consider are conditions for breaking your commitment. For instance, what
will happen if you break your commitment one day or you don’t reach your goal
for a week? Will you start over at Day 1?
It may sound harsh,
but having some conditions or even consequences in place can actually help us
stay committed on those days when we just want to give up. We’ll think to
ourselves, “I don’t want to cheat because I don’t want to start
over!” I didn’t invent this idea, it’s been used by many people and it’s
one of the principles of the Whole30 diet
which I’ve mentioned in previous posts. When you get to day 25 and you just
want to eat some bread, you’re much less likely to do so because you only have
five days left and you don’t want to start the 30 days all the way from the
beginning again!!
Okay, enough of that
– here’s the fun part: Find a way to commemorate your first day by doing
something special. Celebrate in some way or get something that brings meaning
to the day for you. It doesn’t have to cost anything – it could be as simply as
writing your goal in a place that you will see it every day. It might be
finding a mantra that you will remind yourself of as you work on your goal such
as, “I trust in myself and the decisions I make,” or simply, “I
am enough.” Consider also telling
friends and family members about your plan as they may want to know and could
help cheer you along the way (and celebrate in your success!).
Trust the transformational process. Recognize that change occurs over time and when we are ready to change. If you have the intention to change and put forth the effort, you will absolutely change — but it’s probably not going to happen overnight. Trust that you will reach your goal in your own time — every day is a day of progress along that journey.
Celebrate your small
successes along the way to help remind yourself of your progress. Additionally,
you may consider journaling so that you can frequently reflect on how far
you’ve come. Even if you did everything on this list and mapped your goal out perfectly,
life has a tendency to get in the way on occasion. Remember that we can’t
control everything. In unexpected moments, have some self-compassion and then
trust that we will all be okay. You will
be okay.
Final Thoughts
There are a lot of
ideas mentioned in the paragraphs above to help you channel your own
motivational fire. However, there are a few common threads that seem to be
focused around:
Taking action – even if it’s
not quite the right action, just trying something out can be helpful in
creating the momentum to move forward
Growing our self-confidence
(which involves building trust with ourselves) often provides the
empowerment required to commit to and achieve our goals
Knowing there isn’t a
one-size fits all approach; what works best for you will depend on your
individual needs and circumstances (so don’t be afraid to try out some
different things)
Recognizing that meaningful
and sustainable change take time to create (so have patience with the
process)
I hope you enjoyed
today’s post and I encourage you to share any questions or comments below. I
would love to hear about your own goals, plans, challenges, successes, etc.!
I hope this finds you all well and that your 2019 is off to a great start! I just wanted to post a few lines and apologize for the lack of recent posts! As many of you can probably relate, finding my sense of balance and routine in the new year has been a bit chaotic.
While change is a necessary part of life (which often leads to positive and desirable outcomes), it can be painful and scary and downright difficult at times! If you can relate, remember that you will be okay – everything will work out. Take a few deep breaths and remind yourself of all the challenges you’ve faced and conquered in the past (let’s face it, you’re a badass). Be empowered and face tomorrow head-on. You’ve got this.
Here’s a quick update of what’s happening:
I’m currently in the final stages of my doctoral program and working toward completing my dissertation (basically a book – and I’ll tell you all about it if you care to know) over the next few months. In short, this means I will likely be spending several hours every day designated to writing between now and May. And, as much as I absolutely love writing for this blog, I’m taking some of my own advice on avoiding Burnout which means I won’t be posting as frequently to the Whole Leader site.
However, I have asked a few of my favorite colleagues and friends to help contribute by guest blogging over the next few months – so you can look forward to excellent content and insights from some very exceptional people. More to come on this later…
I’ve been working on becoming a Registered Yoga Teacher (200-hour) over the past several months and I’m excited to announce that I will be teaching yoga classes locally starting next month. For those of you who are located in the Kearney area and have any interest in yoga (even if you’ve never done it before), I would love to see you at a class! Once the details are finalized, I will post them to the Whole Leader site with a full schedule and information about how to sign up.
I’m currently finishing a blog post on getting and staying motivated (and to be honest, it’s really as much for me as it is for any of you lovely readers out there!) which will be posted sometime in the next week. The topic was inspired by a dear friend and loyal reader (you know who you are) and I can’t wait to share it with you all.
Please feel free to post any comments or questions below and I will respond to you as soon as possible!
