As a culture, we’re way too invested in something that isn’t even real.? We’re experiencing life through broadcast media.? Well today I decided to take matters into my own hands.? I worked from home and kept the boob tube (as my father not so fondly called it when I was growing up) off.? All day and all night.? I worked, walked my dog, listened to a guided meditation, did laundry, washed dishes and ate?three meals in complete silence (if you don’t count my dog panting in hopeful expectation of a morsel of my meal).
Overall, I felt incredibly productive.? Mostly because I tuned into what my internal compass was telling me.? When I woke up, I drank a mug of hot water with lemon.? Why? Because I wasn’t really hungry and my body was telling me that the double scoop of ice cream from Daddy’s in South Randolph last night had thrown off my pH balance.? On my lunch break I usually go for a walk, but today I opted to meditate.? Why?? Because I was low on energy and still had four hours of client calls left.? In between calls I did some housework to keep it from piling up.? On my afternoon break I was craving some activity from sitting most of the day so I went for a walk.
To the average person, this probably sounds like a pretty mundane day.? But what’s great about it is I spent time with me living my life – not living vicariously through some downtrodden waif who overcame great odds and made it on Oprah (who I love by the way) or getting utterly annoyed at the woe is me crew from Judge Judy (who I’m sure is very nice but I don’t get that show).? The mere fact that reality tv is in such high demand tells me that no one is interested in their own life anymore.? It’s all about the drama.? Which, if we’re honest with ourselves, is a total drain.? It saps our energy when we have our own emotional upheaval.? Why on earth would we want someone else’s?
Well pass the sea salt and hold the remote because this is one woman who plans on participating in life rather than watch it pass her by.
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