On Emotional Healing
Our experience of difficult life events provokes an array of emotional states. Most of us are aware of the stages of grief: Sadness, denial, anger, bargaining and acceptance. We may also be aware of how we recycle back and forth through these emotions in search of closure.
Even the concept of closure can be a struggle. The word suggests an end or final conclusion to our emotional upset as if we were signing a contract on a business deal. There is sometimes pressure from family and friends urging us to move on, knowing that it is for our own good but forgetting that closure is a process and not a single act.
Relationship breakups, loss of a job, financial losses and death itself are real and relevant life experiences. With these losses comes the pain and uncertainty of the future. We flit through past memories, present feelings and future projections in an attempt to find comfort and make sense of our world. Even when we think we have served our time in one of the emotional stages, it is not unusual to experience those feelings all over again further down the healing process. Days, weeks, months and even years later.
So the attempt to define closure is slightly misleading when we are referring to our emotions. Our self talk wags it finger and tuts at us in disappointment if we feel we just haven’t got it yet. The ‘it’ being closure.
Each one of us has a different set of healthy coping skills and timeframe to bring about real and lasting changes. Incorporating exercise, nutrition, positive psychology, socializing, hobbies, family and friends are the tools, the ‘how to’ get from where we are to where we want to be.
Our new goals of ‘Acceptance’ and ‘Healing’ have a far more appropriate feel to them and match our emotional vibrations with compassion and understanding. As we treat our emotions with respect, getting the help and support that they need, we allow ourselves to ‘Let Go and Grow’. Moving forward step by step with health, happiness and true understanding of the human condition and our lifes higher purpose.
Patricia Murphy
Inspire
Awaken The Energy Within
Email: nutrishon@gmail.com
www.nutrishon.blogspot.com
Mobile: 086 6482651
Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Dartmouth Yoga 30/4/11
Every teacher needs a lesson. Every teacher needs to update their skills and experience and look outside the microscope of their own classroom. I had to remind myself why I had set my alarm clock for 9am on a bank holiday Saturday. Today I was the student.
The novelty of an outdoor yoga class in Dartmouth Square needed no real persuasion for me. Hook me in to mother earth and I am as happy as any yogini. Even a spring downpour did not dampen the spirits of the enthusiastic thirty or so participants who showed up waiting for the signal to get started.
We chose to work out and tune in under the natural protection of the vines, twisting their way up and around the wooden structure overhanging the path, opening into the large circle in the centre of the park.
Elbow to elbow we kept our balance and moved from downward dog to plank pose to cobra. Our mats filled with organic debris from the vines above, the birds tuning up around us as the odd shower of rain penetrated our safe little canopy of union. Breathing, stretching, strengthening and relaxing. A happy bunch of guys and gals moving in time and tune to the directions of Sinead our instructor. Collectively we appeared to be a perfectly coordinated group while individually we were all in pursuit of our own nirvana.
The twelve o’clock chime of the nearby church bell signalled that our practice was coming to an end. Indeed, the vibrations of the whole experience were felt and heard long after midday. The feeling of being elevated and energized rang in every cell in my body. Long after midnight the lingering feeling of a day well spent is still with me. Physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually I have worked my day to its potential. I am grateful for the lessons that I have learned today: Keep it simple!!!
The novelty of an outdoor yoga class in Dartmouth Square needed no real persuasion for me. Hook me in to mother earth and I am as happy as any yogini. Even a spring downpour did not dampen the spirits of the enthusiastic thirty or so participants who showed up waiting for the signal to get started.
We chose to work out and tune in under the natural protection of the vines, twisting their way up and around the wooden structure overhanging the path, opening into the large circle in the centre of the park.
Elbow to elbow we kept our balance and moved from downward dog to plank pose to cobra. Our mats filled with organic debris from the vines above, the birds tuning up around us as the odd shower of rain penetrated our safe little canopy of union. Breathing, stretching, strengthening and relaxing. A happy bunch of guys and gals moving in time and tune to the directions of Sinead our instructor. Collectively we appeared to be a perfectly coordinated group while individually we were all in pursuit of our own nirvana.
The twelve o’clock chime of the nearby church bell signalled that our practice was coming to an end. Indeed, the vibrations of the whole experience were felt and heard long after midday. The feeling of being elevated and energized rang in every cell in my body. Long after midnight the lingering feeling of a day well spent is still with me. Physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually I have worked my day to its potential. I am grateful for the lessons that I have learned today: Keep it simple!!!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Never Too Late To TRI
Never Too Late to TRI
Have YOU caught the wave yet? Are you brave enough or crazy enough to take on your first triathlon or adventure race this year?
If so, I want to hear from YOU !!!
I am interested in hearing from anyone who is taking the plunge for the first time in 2011 or who has limited experience in the event. If not you, perhaps someone in your family. Maybe you are taking on a charity challenge because you are so passionate about the cause. Maybe you are middle aged and need to feel the fear and do it anyway.
I would like to record your progress over the build up. The highs, the lows, the wisdom you can share with other newbies. Hopefully I can share some of my experience and knowledge with you in exchange for your time.
Contact Patricia 086 6482651
Swim . Bike. Run
Gotta Tri !!!
Have YOU caught the wave yet? Are you brave enough or crazy enough to take on your first triathlon or adventure race this year?
If so, I want to hear from YOU !!!
I am interested in hearing from anyone who is taking the plunge for the first time in 2011 or who has limited experience in the event. If not you, perhaps someone in your family. Maybe you are taking on a charity challenge because you are so passionate about the cause. Maybe you are middle aged and need to feel the fear and do it anyway.
I would like to record your progress over the build up. The highs, the lows, the wisdom you can share with other newbies. Hopefully I can share some of my experience and knowledge with you in exchange for your time.
Contact Patricia 086 6482651
Swim . Bike. Run
Gotta Tri !!!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Stomp 2011
Hand clapping, finger snapping, toe tapping. I’ve been stomped.
My first visit to the Grand Canal Theatre was indeed a memorable one. A gift of show tickets from me to my 23 year old son and 11 year old daughter was well worth waiting the two months from Christmas until Thursday night.
This easily accessible show with no dialogue and no overpowering sound or lighting effects includes dancing, acting, mime and music using simple everyday objects. Sweeping brushed, lighters, plastic bags, newspapers. Everything including the kitchen sink. A fusion of energy, humour and creativity is brought to life by a cast of eight stompers whose characters draw you in from their first appearance.
The audience of the night was indeed a very mixed bag of age, gender and nationality. Throughout the show I was aware of my own childrens’ reactions as well as the reactions of a group of French girls, aged twenty something, sitting right behind us. One thing was quite clear, we all go it. We laughed, we clapped, we clicked and we stomped. Stomp 2011, 30 years in the making. Well done.
My first visit to the Grand Canal Theatre was indeed a memorable one. A gift of show tickets from me to my 23 year old son and 11 year old daughter was well worth waiting the two months from Christmas until Thursday night.
This easily accessible show with no dialogue and no overpowering sound or lighting effects includes dancing, acting, mime and music using simple everyday objects. Sweeping brushed, lighters, plastic bags, newspapers. Everything including the kitchen sink. A fusion of energy, humour and creativity is brought to life by a cast of eight stompers whose characters draw you in from their first appearance.
The audience of the night was indeed a very mixed bag of age, gender and nationality. Throughout the show I was aware of my own childrens’ reactions as well as the reactions of a group of French girls, aged twenty something, sitting right behind us. One thing was quite clear, we all go it. We laughed, we clapped, we clicked and we stomped. Stomp 2011, 30 years in the making. Well done.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Be.Coming
An opportunity to immerse your mind, body and spirit in pure joy.
* Mindfullness
* Meditation
* Clarity
* Calm
Be.Coming Soon
* Weekly Classes *
* September trip to France *
Patricia
086 6482651
nutrishon@gmail.com
* Mindfullness
* Meditation
* Clarity
* Calm
Be.Coming Soon
* Weekly Classes *
* September trip to France *
Patricia
086 6482651
nutrishon@gmail.com
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