Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Gratitude Journal Day 5: My Mom

November 5th, 2013
Today I am thankful for my mom.  They say it takes a village to raise a family and she is definetly a big part of my villiage.  She is always willing to come help with the kids when I have meetings, need to sleep after an extra shift, need to work a weird day, etc.  She takes awesome care of my kids, helps me with household chores and there is usually something freshly baked on the counter. I don't know how she does it but I am extremely blessed to have been born to such an unselfless person. Thank you mom for making my life possible and a little bit easier.  We appreciate you and are grateful for you.

Monday, November 4, 2013

Gratitude Journal Day 4: Job

November 4th, 2013

Today I am grateful for my job.  I am grateful to have a job.  Two at that!  God has positioned me well and keeps me out of harms way.  In this economy, with so much unknown and uncertainty, I feel fairly secure that I can provide an income for my family.  It may not be the days I want, the location or the hours, but I can find a job.  I imagine things are going to get even tighter and more difficult in healthcare in the coming years, but I feel well positioned to be in demand.  
I am grateful it is a job that means something and even my worst day couldn't be as bad as some of my patients.  I am grateful for the times I get to see how my small contributions are appreciated.
Tonight when I got to work I received a letter in my mailbox that gave me goosebumps.  Earlier this year I had the opportunity to partake in a horrific case that ended up in a organ donation.  The letter gave us follow up information on where the organs ended up and how those patients are doing. It gave me a great sense of gratitude that our work directly positively affected so many.  This is probably only a small representation of all the times that my work doesn't get recognized, but has the same outcome.  Makes me feel really good inside!

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Gratitude Journal Day 3: Healthy Family

November 3rd, 2013
Today I am grateful for two amazing and healthy children.  I try not to let a day go by that I don't remember how blessed we are to be healthy.  Yesterday was a reminder of exactly how blessed.  A friend of mine found out yesterday that her 5 year old son has cancer. I cannot even imagine how you would go through something like that.  So today I will pray for sweet little Patrick and be extremely grateful for my healthy family.  

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Gratitude Journal Day 2: Health

Today I am grateful for my health. I appreciate that I can get out of bed independently and carry about my day how I chose. I can do whatever I want within my bodies capabilities. One of the things that sent me down this health and fitness path this year was a patient I encountered last winter. Outwardly she looked very healthy. No grave disability, but she just kept complaining about how hard it was to be her and what "pain" she felt. I was touched very deeply by her. She couldn't do anything because of her perception and attitude. What was my excuse? Because I didn't "feel" like it? That is not a good reason. There are plenty of people in this world that truly cannot do because of physical limitations, then there are that will not do because of mental limitations. I was somewhere in between. Today, I am grateful that I can and feel like getting out of bed early, doing my wonderful sun salutations, meditating then working out before I go to work. I am very grateful for my "can do" spirit that has overtaken me this year, and that I give myself this time each day before I serve everyone else. I am grateful I am whole, healthy and able bodied.

... and I got nothin

I had a wonderful opportunity to get together with some of my dear girlfriends tonight.  Our lavish "Happy Hours" at happening Boulder hot spots have now been downgraded to meeting at someone's house and a sharing a bottle of wine (on sale of course!) after we and the hostess puts our kids to bed.  I almost prefer these get togethers as I feel like we can pull back the BS and discuss some real topics, and we don't have to fight crowd noise, waiters and there's no tab to settle up at the end of the night. (Thanks for hosting E! You are always the impecable hostess!). I guess this is what mid thirties, married, mortgaged and a mother of two looks like.
Tonight we discussed our husbands and frustrations around the share of parenting/contributing/responsibilities.  It always blows me away how personally we all struggle but with all the same things.  It is some curtain of pride we all hide behind, but once opened, we all have felt the same way and have had the same fights/thoughts/frustrations!  We all laugh at that slightly dramatized story of what happened because we have all lived it, been there, felt that.  Well, except...
Me! I got nothin!  I can sympathize, extrapolate that I would feel that way in that situation.  I sat quiet through most of the stories, laughing, but quiet because I didn't have anything to add.  Nobody wanted to hear how I got flowers at work this week, with a homemade card telling me how much I am love and appreciated.  Nobody wanted to hear how I just was able to get away for a weekend to ... Meditate ... I had absolutely zero to add of why my husband sucked!  I had nothin!
Thank you Heath Ryan Kahler for loving me , spoiling me, taking great emotional care of me.  For being my partner, co-parent, best friend, confidont, lover, cheerleader, manager, and above all Husband.  You are amazing and I love you more and more each day and every year.  I don't even care that you don't know how to wipe down the sink after you shave and there is little hair fragments everywhere, or that you can't quiet get your sock ALL the way into the laundry basket.  

Friday, November 1, 2013

Gratitude Journal Day 1: Alive

November 1st, 2013
Today I am grateful to be alive.  I am grateful to awaken everyday and be given the opportunity to learn, grow, share, and struggle.  Even if the day is a challenge, I try to keep the perspective of how fortunate I am to even be here!

Monday, October 21, 2013

My Weekend with Buddha


This weekend I was fortunate enough to get away for a three day meditation retreat. I spent Friday evening, all day Saturday and Sunday through lunch at the Shambhala Mountain Center in Red Feather Lakes, Colorado.  (http://www.shambhalamountain.org)

My meditation practice began somewhere around two years ago.  While struggling with post partum depression, I got involved with a research study at the University of Colorado.  They were studying the effects of mindfulness and meditation practice on post partum depression symptoms.  I had heard of meditation but had never looked into it as it seemed "new agey".  My experiences were positive through this study, six months in length, but since then has become very hit and miss.
Last December, I set some pretty audacious goals for 2013. One was to become more present in my life.  I don't want to "wake up" 15 years from now and realize I missed all the good stuff because I was so concentrated on all of the small details.  I have found meditation to help me be more present in the everyday.   Because of the variability of my practice, I sought out a retreat to help me with this goal.  
I really didn't do much research into what I was getting myself into.  Nor did I set many expectations for what I was to experience because I didn't want to be disappointed.  I was not disappointed. 



This picture was taken during my morning run on Saturday. The sunrise was FANTASTIC and will go down in history as of those all time favorite moments in life.



The property sits on 600 acres in the mountains an hour west of Fort Collins.  I did expect to see fall colors all around but instead was greeted by several inches of snow.  It was a beautiful mix of autumn and winter in our dual personality state of Colorado.



The retreat center is a Buddhist place, very much in a Tibetan fashion.  It was kind of like visiting a foreign country.  They have built an incredible Stupa to honor the founder of the property Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche.  It was very interesting learning about the tradition and culture around this place. The previous picture is the view down onto the property from the stupa and the next is the path leading too the Great Stupa.  This proved to be my favorite place on the property. A small path through a stand of trees with a beautiful stream. So serene.  



I spent quite a bit of time in silence and listening to the deafening quiet.  Such a stark contrast from my everyday life.
The course was taught by one of the great teachers at the center.  He taught us about form, technique and the different kinds of meditation in the Tibetan tradition.  It was an amazing time to meet myself, and get to know me on a deeper level. There was no distractions.
I read, multiple times a day, for an hour, in the quiet!  I had a whole meal, sitting down, that I didn't prepare, and got to drink my tea hot!  I got to carry on conversations with incredibly interesting women about adult topics without being interrupted or distracted.  I got to go to bed, when I wanted, and slept like a "baby" for 8 hours straight. It was a pleasure to then get up at 6 and go for my morning run.  If nothing else, those experiences were worth the cost of the whole trip.
I didn't have any great meditation experiences until the last day.  It was difficult for me to completely let go. I kept getting in my own way and having thoughts from previous conversations that kept me from releasing and relaxing. I spoke to the instructor towards the end of our session on Saturday and asked when I would know that I was, for lack of a better term, a good meditator.  When would I know that I had a good practice?  He stated, in a very Yoda kind of way that I would know when I knew.  Thanks!
They gave us a book as part of this course written by the son of the founder for the SMC.  "Turning the Mind into an Ally" by Sakyong Mipham.  I am part way through it and love how he describes meditation.  He says that a lot of us begin our meditation practice like a beginning gardener.  We throw some seeds on some rocks and expect for them to sprout.  When they don't we get frustrated and give up.  But through meditation we are like great gardener's who pick the weeds, till the soil and create a great top layer.  Through meditation, we continue to prepare our soil, then our lives and our everyday activities, if mindfully practiced, plant seeds in that great soil.  With this process beautiful things can bloom.  This is a great way to describe how my practice was prior to this retreat. I just kept throwing seeds onto rocks, and a couple of heartyer seeds had kind of, sort of bloomed, which had kept me interested. This past weekend I put on my boots, and my gloves and really dug in. My soil is now well tilled and with continued practice I hope to see some beautiful flowers start to bloom.