Teatime at Mohonk

A completely fabricated tale I wrote while waiting for friends to join me at Mohonk Mountain House, a historic Victorian Castle Resort in Upstate, NY. Its a game I play if I find myself somewhere with a lot of time on my hands and a lot of people around me. I find someone and imagine their life, and sometimes I write it down.
Hope you enjoy….

It is teatime at the Mohonk Resort when I spot him at a table in front of the fire. His face is weathered with deep crags and grooves. He is waiting for her to return with his tea and cookies. There is a slight edge of panic in his eyes. He does not like needing her. Once he made all of the decisions and she carried out his wishes. Now he is forced by age and circumstance to depend on her, and he hates it.
She returns with the tea and cookies and he peers over her arm anxiously as she counts out one, two, three for you. One, two, three for me. Unsmiling and stern he slides them over and begins to nibble. He was once a strong man. He has a square, powerful jaw but he eats the cookies like a prim and proper lady afraid to drop a single crumb on the table. He glances over at her through horn-rimmed, Coke bottle-bottom glasses. his eyes magnified by their thickness. She faintly smiles. They don’t speak. He simply stares sternly ahead chewing his cookies and daintily sipping his tea. He doesn’t appear to be aware of the beautiful view of the Mountains so elegantly displayed through the spotless floor- to- ceiling windows in the tearoom. This moment is his entire world – the tea, the cookies and her.
She looks sad. Then he speaks to her quietly and haltingly and a smile creeps across her well worn, beautiful face. He does not smile. His mouth is drawn down at the edges and the lines in his face are craggy and deep. He appears bitter and smaller than she somehow. Perhaps it is due to too many years of being in his chair, who knows? At any rate, he remains harsh and mean looking as she slowly unbends her aged body and with elegant, fragile fingers collects the tea things and returns them to the tray. Her fleeting moment of humor is gone and she appears as defeated as he when she returns and wheels him away.

The Seven Habits of Highly Emotional People

The Seven Habits of Highly Emotional People
by Guy Wench, Ph.D.

Most of us pay close attention to our health and we treat threats to our physical well-being as soon as they occur. We dress warmly when we feel a cold coming on, we apply antibacterial ointments and bandages to cuts and scrapes, and we don’t pick at scabs as they heal. We sustain psychological injuries in life as often as we do physical ones, but we are much less proactive about protecting our psychological well-being as we are our physical well-being. Adopting the following seven habits and “treating” common psychological injuries when they occur will help protect your mental health and improve your emotional resilience.

1. Gain Control after a Failure: Failure disturbs our perceptions such that our goals seem more out of reach and our capacities seem less up to the task. Once we feel as though there is little we can do to succeed, we become demoralized and lose our motivation. Adopt the habit of ignoring this misleading “gut” reaction and make a list of the many factors related to your goal that were in your control (e.g., effort, preparation, planning, different approaches you could have taken, and others). Then considerer how you might go about improving each of these factors. Doing so will not only combat defeatist misperceptions, it will drastically improve your chances of future success.

2. Find meaning in Loss and Trauma: One of the main factors that distinguishes those who thrive emotionally after experiencing a loss or trauma from those who do not, is their ability to eventually find meaning in their pertinences and derive purpose from them. Of course, doing so takes time, as does the process of grieving and adapting to new realities. However, adopting the habit of searching for ways to recognize not just what you’ve lost, but what you’ve gained as well, will allow you to develop new appreciations for your life and the people in it, to make important changes, and to find value, meaning and purpose even if you were lacking before.

3. Disrupt the Urge to Brood and Ruminate: When we brood over distressing events we rarely gain inside into them. Instead we replay upsetting or angering scenarios in our heads, which only increases our urge to brood and makes us feel worse. Therefore, despite how compelling the urge to brood is, develop the habit of disrupting the cycle as soon as you catch yourself ruminating about the events in question. The best way to do this is to distract yourself with a task that requires concentration—such as a game of Sodoku, trying to recall the exact order of the stations on your bus/subway line, or watching an absorbing movie or show.

4. Nuture Your Self-Esteem: Our self-esteem fluctuates such that we feel better about ourselves some days than we do others. But many of us become self-critical when we are feeling bad, essentially kicking our self-esteem when it’s already down. To improve your mental health adopt the habit of regarding your self-esteem as an “emotional immune system” that needs to be nurtured back to health when it’s ailing. The best way to heal damaged self-esteem is to practice self-compassion. When you have self-critical thoughts, considerer what you would do if a dear friend had similar feelings. Write out what you would say to them in an email if you wanted to express compassion and support. Then read the email as if they had sent it to you.

5. Revive Your Self-Worth after a Rejection: Rejections are so hurtful we often try to make sense of our emotional pain by finding fault in ourselves. Our reasoning may be that if we hurt so much, we must be really weak/pathetic/ a loser/ untrustworthy/ fragile/ unlovable, etc… Rejection hurts as it does not because there is something wrong with us but because of the way our brains are wired. The best way to ease emotional pain and revive your self-worth after a rejection is to adopt the habit of affirming aspects of yourself you value or qualities you possess that you find meaningful (e.g., loyalty, compassion, creativity, or a strong work-ethic). Make a list of such attributes and choose one or two and write a short essay about why the quality is important to you.

6. Combat Lonliness by Identifying Self-Defeating Behaviors: Chronic loneliness is much more common than we realize and it has a devastating impact on our emotional and physical health. The problem is that once we feel lonely, we often act in ways to minimize the risk of further rejection by unconsciously engaging in self-defeating behaviors and sabotaging opportunities to make new social connections or to deepen existing ones. The best way to combat loneliness is to adopt the habit of identifying and challenging these self-defeating behaviors. Make a list of excuses you’ve used to avoid taking initiative in social situations (e.g., I won’t know anyone at the party so why go? They don’t call me so why should I call them? They’re probably too busy to meet up. I can’t just introduce myself to a stranger at a cocktail party). Now make a list of people whose company you have enjoyed in the past (go through your phonebook, email contacts, Facebook friends) and reach out to one or two of them each day to initiate plans until your social calendar is full. Challenge yourself to avoid using excuses about your list when you feel anxious.

7. Shed excessive Guilt by Reparing Damaged Relationships: Excessive guilt occurs when our actions or inactions have harmed another person (most often a close friend or relative) who has not forgiven us for our wrongdoing. Such situations usually have more to do with the inadequacies of our apologies than with the inability of the other person to let go of their hurt. Indeed, the crucial ingredient an effective apology requires—and the one we most often miss—is empathy. For the other person to truly forgive you, adopt the habit of conveying effective apologies when you’ve done wrong. To do so, make sure the other person feels you totally “get” how they felt as well as how they were impacted by your actions. Once you’ve expressed adequate empathy, the other person is much more likely to feel your apology is sincere and to convey authentic forgiveness. Your guilt often disappears and your relationship has the opportunity to be much more meaningful.

Gary Winch, PhD, is a licensed psychologist and the author of The Squeaky Wheel: How to protect your psychological health, improve your relationships, and enhance your self-esteem Blog

PS: I loved this article and I hope you found it helpful. Katy Steinkamp, MFT

Kindness is all…

Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye, 1952

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.

From Words Under the Words: Selected Poems. Copyright 1995 by Naomi Shihab Nye.  Naomi Shihab Nye, 1952.

Gratitude and Me?

Oh My Gosh!  Do you think when Abraham Lincoln dedicated the third Thursday of November to giving thanks he knew how much we would need a day to consider how fortunate we are?  In my opinion we could especially benefit by counting and considering our blessings considering how divisive our recent  election and the state of the world. It is chilling that I can go to bed and sleep when I KNOW there are people struggling to survive – and likely in my own neighborhood. I am fortunate, and some are not. It was Henry David Thoreau who wrote “The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. ” I think that is obvious during the hectic and often stressful Holiday season. The recent election added a bucketload of anxiety to the Holiday Stress Mix.

The Holiday Season will be a difficult time for many. While for some the holidays are filled with warm memories and traditions which have traveled through the generations., for others this time of the year is filled with loneliness and struggles just to make ends meet. The holiday season sometimes brings an escalation of the struggles of many: violence in the home… many of our friends and family may be struggling with addiction…. And Poverty is its own form of abuse. I think Poverty deserves its own capital “P”…Something you can’t imagine if you have never been there. Holidays bring  more stress and despair, and many may feel lost and alone.  Homeless shelters fill to overflowing,.. and some of our brothers and sisters struggle to stay warm and have long ago lost contact with their family of origin.

If you are fortunate enough to be working, or raising your children in a nice home with heat and a full refrigerator do something to show your gratitude this year!  Volunteer somewhere at least one day a week, or a few hours a week. Consider the hospitals, the assisted living homes, the special needs of people who can’t read…teach them, reach them and read to them. Go to the children’s wards and read or play with the children. The quickest was to cure depression and loneliness is to do something for someone else. And if you are fortunate and want to show your gratitude,  add a place at your table and invite someone who is alone to share your good fortune. A friend of mine sent me this link for Giving Circles, which is a GRAND idea. https://shar.es/18wIAC

Like all of you, I have friends who are struggling mightily.  One lifelong friend is sliding downhill with dementia and I miss her this Christmas. She was always here to celebrate with us. I have another who is struggling with cancer and I worry about her every single day. Like you, I have minor struggles in my own life, and I am learning to be grateful for the struggle. Sometimes it is that very struggle that gives meaning to life.

I come from a large family. I am the middle of five children. They are all back on the East Coast and I am here, and I miss them every single day of my life. I have a son and daughter-in-law and two teen grandchildren who live in St. Louis. I miss them every day. And Carlos and Ricky, my other son and grandson, I miss them terribly too.  I miss the hustle and bustle of the holidays. Everyone but my husband and myself is gone this year. I will read a book. I will be grateful to my first grade teacher who taught me to read. I will cook a delicious meal and be grateful to my mother for teaching me how to do that.

The only difference between me and someone exhausted with poverty and depression is an accident of birth. I’m going to get up off the sofa and reach out this Holiday Season. I want to live in gratitude.  Carpe Diem before it’s gone. Quickly now, before we miss it altogether.

 

 

 

 

Manhattans and Martinis

Living in Las Vegas is a trip.  We moved here in 1990 to live for a couple of years while my husband figured out what her wanted to do with his life. He had tired of the corporate world and it’s system of promoting the least talented people who knew how to kiss-up to the boss. When his boss dropped dead on the street in New York City and the company replaced him with someone he didn’t respect, we moved to Las Vegas where he played poker and did not come home for lunch..

We’d visited here a number of times over the years at the invitation of the Stardust or the Hilton or the Sands or the MGM. Those were the days when the Casino would pick up your tab as long as you played a certain number of hours and ran a certain amount through their bank. Oh my gosh it was fun! We ate at the finest restaurants, dressed to the nine’s, and danced at the top of the Dunes …I think it was?  We had a ball!  It was a small town then, back in the 70’s and 80’s. We would meet at the Blackjack tables, order a Manhattan or a Martini and the croupier would set us up for dinner and everything was “free”. Of course my husband had spent a good portion of the day playing Texas Hold’em at Binions’ or the Stardust, and that’s who paid for dinner and our room. It was all so fine- Elvis, Sinatra, Sammy and Dean.  We saw them all.  Vegas was The Place To Be.

Now it’s 25 years later and the bloom is off the rose. Vegas is not so beautiful any more. Oh sure, once you get inside The Bellagio or The Wynn or the upper-end casino’s it’s fine, but on the way there it is filthy. The streets are nasty and often scattered with litter. Really, from Sahara to Tropicana, or even further South on Las Vegas Blvd. to the Welcome to Las Vegas sign it’s decent. It’s pretty much a pit from the STS all the way downtown. Obviously it’s not a walking town because the sidewalks are grimy and it’s a long way down The Strip and it passes through a number of relatively “unsafe to be out at night alone” neighborhoods.  Not to mention it’s likely 115 degrees in the shade. Talk about cooking eggs on the sidewalk? Yecch!

Come on! We’ve quadrupled the population and that plus the number of tourists and locals who look and act like bums don’t exactly inspire the same reaction we used to get from a trip to Las Vegas. The casinos no longer comp ordinary people. You have to have a bazillion dollars in their bank.  You can look and act like a bum, drink like a fish and be rude as hell and the Casino will pick up your tab. As long as the bazillion is in play.  When exactly did the Casinos decide money was more important than the way we treat each other? So meany mean and rude people in the shows, in the restaurants–loud and obnoxious–but the Casinos look the other way when in the old days those people would have been kicked out. Meanwhile, customer service for the locals is nonexistent. The latest example of this is the MGM Parking fiasco.

Here’s my idea…What if Las Vegas Convention and Visitors Association or the Junior League started a drive to clean up Las Vegas. Start with steam cleaning the sidewalks. Put the people who think it’s okay to spit on the sidewalks in jail! (hehehe- but really?) And double the time if they spit their gum on the sidewalks. And fine them $500 every single time they throw their cigarettes or cups on the streets. Not to mention the porn flyers all over the place . Okay! Okay! That’s not likely to happen. But what if we just ran a campaign for civility– good, old fashioned, decency and good manners? Can we do that?  Please? And I’m not even mentioning how people are dressed and popping out of their clothes these days. Enough with the perfectly perky and round boobs and skater shorts at the Celine Dion show! Fine if you have them, but you don’t have to show them.

And maybe we could have a Manhattan and Martini night where we all dress up in our finest, close off The Strip, put Sinatra on the loud-speakers and dance in the streets? Of course we’d have to end around 8 PM because that’s when people my age go to bed.

Be kind to one another and understand loving self requires being a self worth loving,

Wennn ich raste, roste ich.

 

Solitude and Loneliness

 

There is a difference between loneliness and solitude.  One is about missing the other and one is about being content with being alone and liking the company we keep. It is important to love ourselves if we expect to create healthy relationships. So the question becomes how do we define loving our self?

Some claim to love themselves and yet their life is filled with chaos. If you find yourself in a chaotic, abusive and violent relationship it is not possible that you are treating yourself lovingly. There is a huge difference between someone who places him/herself in the center of a healthy life, capable of making supportive choices and someone with an inflated, fragile or narcissistic ego.

People who love themselves in a healthy way, consider themselves in their relationships. This means I take what I want or need into account along with what my partner needs or wants. It means that if what my partner needs/ wants would cost too much of me, I cannot satisfy that need without careful consideration of what my compromise would cost the relationship. If I sell myself short in order to please you, eventually I will resent you. If, however, I stop to consider whether my compromise would eventually cause resentment for me–if I am willing to take responsibility for my compromise, understanding that I cannot then blame you for my choice–then resentment will not appear. Resentment comes from jumping over myself to please you when I cannot afford to do so. We have to first consider how important that boundary we are considering violating is -and is it flexible enough to withstand compromise. If not, then together we talk about the issues.

Of course this idea of putting yourself first flies directly in the face of most of our childhood teachings about “selfishness”. So hear me, it’s not that we become self-centered or or self-indulgent. That would likely be self defeating and narcissistic.  What I am saying is do not make decisions in your relationships which are not respectful of who you are. If you do, both you and your partner will eventually be miserable.

This means that if your partner is abusive- in word or deed, you do not accept it. You speak-up, if safe, because that is not what love looks and acts like. It means you either fix the problem or leave the relationship. You know when your limit has been reached and remember, fixing the problem is a process not an event.

Loving self means everyone doesn’t have to love or even like you. It means it is okay to make mistakes. Making mistakes is something we all do. The trick is to learn from them and try not to repeat them. Loving self means learning to respect our vulnerability…to even treasure it. Loving self means even when others disagree with me, I can accept difference without self-recrimination. If I am unhappy being around your difference then I may leave you, because I do not have the right to control your way of being in the world.

When I love myself well I do not have to control others. I accept people the way they are and accept myself the way I am. I am willing to compromise that which doesn’t cost me  my integrity. Integrity is a vital part of loving  who we are. Integrity is when we are living our life true to our beliefs and moral code.

As an adult who has learned to love self, I take responsibility for everything in my life.  I am not a victim. I am responsible for how I feel. I am responsible for what I do. I am responsible for the choices I have made. I know that any choice I make that clashes with my moral code will exact a price, and that price is more than I can afford to pay. I can handle it when things go wrong. I am no longer willing to deny the sadness and/or tragedy of my life…or the joys and pleasures. My life is most often just fine and I am not hooked on drama. Loving self means peace not chaos.

Life is not fixed and static. It is always open to change and challenge. Teach yourself to be excited by that change and challenge. Celebrate all of the potential of your life– and your partners life. And you can dream how two separate people with such interesting differences can come together to create a good relationship.

And remember, loving self implies being a self worth loving. Get busy.

Hello world!

Well, this is scary, putting myself in such a vulnerable position.  What if I fail? What if all I get is negative feedback? What if I dry up and can’t think of anything to say that’s worth a damn. What if you’re on the playground and no one wants to play? So much of my life I’ve spent protecting myself from the world around me. Isolating myself so I wouldn’t get hurt. I am perfectly capable of protecting myself from everyone else, pushing them away so skillfully they don’t even notice when I leave.

Finally I am ready to risk the connection with others. I am OPEN for business, so come on in and give me your feedback. Talk to me about your connections, or lack of. Laugh with me. Cry with me. Tell me when you disagree and even disapprove. I want to connect with you…my reader.

Some of my posts will be funny, some nostalgic, some wise and some simply observations. They won’t come on any regular schedule. I write when the muse shows up. I have some things I want to say, yes…but mostly I want to hear from you.

Leave me comments, please. Come share with me.

Mr. DeMille, I’m ready for my close-up.