From Bitchy to Bitchin’ – Book I – 13 Tips To Be Happy Now
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Welcome to From Bitchy To Bitchin’ – Book I.
We’ve all had those days, right? Wicked traffic, cranky boss, a forgetful waitress, and now it’s pouring rain for the drive home. Some days just have Bitchy written all over them.
What are you going to do?
Seems like a waste to spend the whole day in that awful state of mind. I know I didn’t like it. So I started looking for ways to shift my emotional state from something quite unpleasant to feeling pretty darn good for the rest of the day. And these are not just for those really bad days. Sometimes you simply need a pick-me-up or you are already feeling pretty good and just want to amp it up a bit.
Bitchy to Bitchin’ is the first in a series of books featuring some of the ways I have found that help me. I know you will find something that brings a little light to your day, as well.
Here are a few from Book 1 to help you out today.
Friends, Our Most Wonderful Teachers
“We’ll be friends forever, won’t we Pooh?’ asked Piglet.
‘Even longer,’ Pooh answered.”
A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Today is the day to begin to challenge yourself.
It doesn’t matter whether it is completing a hike in the Himalayas, learning to surf (either the waves or the net) or just smiling and saying hello to a stranger. Stretch yourself, give a little more of yourself
and watch your confidence soar.
One of my challenges is that I have always been somewhat shy around people I don’t know well. I find that unless they start a conversation with me I just can’t seem to put two words together. But after watching my good friend, Lynn, while in Hawai’i with her a few years ago, I knew that being a whole lot less shy was a gift I had to cultivate within myself.
Wherever she is, when she walks down the street she will always have a smile on her face and a positive comment for many she meets. During one short walk we took in Honolulu she praised the workmanship of a man creating wood carvings, told a lovely elderly woman how beautiful she was, spoke a few Hawaiian words to a couple of young guys and got smiles and Alohas in return.
I am so grateful for these experiences with her. I saw how easy it could be and how, in this small but significant act of kindness and friendship, she is creating a happier, more joyful world.
I have released some of my own self-imposed fears and now look for opportunities to live more like my friend, Lynn. I refuse to let shyness keep me from giving a smile and a Hello or a sharing laughter with the people we met on the street.
Gifts From My Dad –
Excerpt From Our Story
…..Then a few years ago, when a bunch of us high school girl friends turned 50, these wild and crazy friends threw a huge dress-up birthday bash on the farm. People from ages 5 to 85 came from far and near.
We had all the stars: A lovely woman dressed as the Queen of England; RedGreen, the king of duct tape; 2 Clint Eastwoods from his spaghetti westerns; Cruella Deville; assorted hippies; a lovely fairy or two and even Captain Jack Sparrow.
It was a great party. But my favorite memory is sharing this time with my Dad. He was dressed as an iconic Canadian musician named Stompin’ Tom Connors,
Stompin’ Tom was famous for…….well, for his stomping. As he played his guitar and sang those great songs of Canada; the Snowmobile Song, the Hockey Song and Bud the Spud, his big, black cowboy boots would stomp the beat on a piece of plywood.
If he hadn’t had that square of plywood, Stompin’ Tom would have worn a hole in every stage floor he sang from.
So Dad dressed up in his best black cowboy shirt and jeans, found himself a big black cowboy hat, created his own guitar out of plywood and hung a piece of plywood around his neck for stompin’.
He became Stompin’ Tom. He even wrote a song for the occasion.
So Stompin’ Tom and his side-kick daughter, Janis Joplin ( that’s me ) were a hit. What a great time we had.
Although my Dad passed away in 2009, his gifts to me will always help to guide me throughout my own life and I just want to say,
“Thanks Dad, you handsome devil. I miss you every day.”
You taught me the gift of not taking myself too seriously. Don’t be so afraid of looking silly that you miss out on all the fun of a life filled with moments that make the most precious memories.
This week take the time to look at those gifts.
What life lessons or gifts from your parents are you grateful for? No matter how hard and difficult your life with your parents may have been, there are gifts within that experience. Find them and honor them.
How do these gifts help you in your life today?
Are you aware of the gifts you can give your own children?
If your parents are still living, tell them how their life has been a gift to you.
Sometimes the gift is seeing how NOT to live your life. My Dad certainly gave us plenty of those gifts during his drinking years. The greatest gift you can give yourself is to forgive them and show your children your best life.