Monday, 6 May 2013

Fist of Five



“You are the average of five people you spend most time with” – Jim Rohn. In all honesty this powerful statement hits you hard only when you start to analyse the individuals who shape and influence us to such an extent that our personalities start to resemble theirs in subtle ways. I couldn’t have written the following article without precisely doing just that. As technology is always evolving it’s not only the people you hang out with in person but the top five people you connect with online as well. I will address the online individuals later but to start off with it is important to understand whom we actually choose as our top five people.

There are various reasons for our choices, they may be conscious as well as unconscious. God knows what you want and the dormant desires in your heart. It is important to give yourself permission to receive the desires of your heart. It may be okay to be influenced by peer pressure, but ultimately we must choose our “fist” of five only when all the rings fit comfortably on each finger. If there is a tighter or looser ring, well it will just impede you from functioning smoothly correct?

As a parent our biggest concerns are not really related to the education of or child, their health, environment or the number of hours they spend watching TV. There is a larger more important issue and this is WHO are our children spending their whole day with? Clearly this is often taken for granted if you have made the perfect choice for a good school. Nevertheless, how are you so sure that all the kids who attend this school come from families where the same values are inculcated in them as you would want to impart in your own? Their peers influence their choices for food, clothes, toys, activities, music, the words they use and their overall attitude in times of stress and happiness. I understand today why my parents were always so keen to meet my friends and get to know them. I admit many have moved on since then, but fundamentally my thoughts and core values have been shaped and moulded by the experiences I lived with many of these boys and girls I grew up with.

In adulthood is when we really take the “fist” decision. Choosing your partner can be key to this hand you hold. Thereafter your family members, friends and even colleagues form part of your closest circle. Often we are unable to detach from certain individuals whom perhaps we would ideally like to cut off from. Circumstances don’t allow us to detach so easily and there are times when for example a family member can be an on going source of discouragement and frustration. Abandoning them though is not a realistic option and instead a healthy distance and boundaries can help to remedy such unwanted closeness.

Is your choice of five the fittest for you?

I believe there are always choices we make for hanging out with certain people. You don’t always have a clear bracket for all the people in your life but I think loosely we can label them in three categories. I use this a lot and it seems to work for me.
Disassociation. You have met them and tried to vibe with them, but after being fully objective, have realised there is nothing that keeps you attached to them.
Limited Association. Members in our life that have to be present, like family, but don’t necessarily provide you with powerful connection to change the way you think.
Expanded Association. These individuals are key to shaping our personality further into the magnificent person we want to actually be. As I said earlier, there are dormant desires we have within us and it often takes another person to wake those up and allow us to realise our true potential.

How does this happen?
Certainly not overnight! We all change a little bit everyday and someone is key to bringing that little bit of change in us. We may quietly try something new, quit something and every time this happens we create an inner connection with ourselves that has been resulted as slow impact received by an individual in our life. In a positive light this can be like hitting the nail in your relationships and what more could we ask for? However, this is not always true and quite often we do feel the presence of somebody could be harming us more than benefiting us.

Do you see yourself being encouraged by these people or are you the one constantly being the agony aunt? They may be showering you with compliments all the time, is this just a way of sugar coating you so you remain loyal to them as a friend? A real well-wisher will correct your mistakes if you make any and in return you must do the same.

If we are able to be truthful to these individuals and also hear the truth, this eliminates weaknesses and grey areas. In turn this brings in room for strengths and their genuine concern will only push you towards your real dreams. Often there are people who don’t offer much advice, but they are not fake either, and will lend and ear to hear you out.

Do you feel challenged by your closest few or are living in a complacent space where there is not room for further progress? Have you recently felt inspired by any of these people and vice versa? Tell them and if they seem to be mourning their own failures, well pick them up and introduce them to new ideas.

In my personal opinion, we all need a listener, an adviser, a critic, a lover and a joker. Essentially our personality is made up of these traits, in more or less concentrations. As we spend time with the right or wrong people, these traits tend to descend or ascend depending on how much we get influenced. Life is far too short to analyse the flaws of other people, especially when we ourselves are far from perfect. My best friend always says, “One is imperfectly perfect”. I love her for this because she helps me to slow down and not constantly seek perfection within myself.

Why not try to adopt the best of your dearest and mirror yourself in them. The biggest compliment for me to this day is when anyone, absolutely anyone tells me that I inspire them in their life. I can offer advise, I can listen, I can even analyse your mistakes, I will hug you when you need me to and try to humour you when your days are blue. Whether or not I can perform them all to immaculate perfection, that’s for you to decide.

This article started off being about the five people that you effectively become if you spend the most time with them. I ask you to put yourself in that fist of five and consider how much you see yourself in someone else as one of their five!

Our biggest mistakes are who we choose to have close to us, but an even bigger mistake is who we think are close to, and sadly they are not. Can you see yourself in your best friend, your partner, your cousin, your neighbour or even your yoga teacher? Perhaps the most unexpected individuals consider you to be in their list of five and you are completely oblivious to this fact.

Finally, I want to come back to our online influences and how technology cannot be disregarded in this question. Most of us are actively using the social media, Instant Messaging and even online chat groups for work, personal reasons and just to keep in touch with many people around the world. Without realising we often confess to things or make bold statements through these mediums. It is only because writing it can be far less violent than saying it. Do not fall into the trap of thinking that these online relationships are part of your “fist” of five. I’m not saying they cannot be, but as a blogger I have often found my readers to confide in me and this is hugely appreciated. I do always say the same thing to all of you, seek for your answers inside and then look towards questioning outwardly. Your hand leads to your heart, therefore your five fingers must lie close to you and not on Facebook or Twitter.











Tuesday, 30 April 2013

Keep Calm ...


Mechanical robot
An actor in his role
No room for any loophole
It’s all about getting the goal

Watch your steps before you walk?

No time for the real time
Busy counting dollars
Forgetting the dime
Ask me am I okay?
Same reply… I’m fine

Did I forget my life whist making all the plans?

Slow down
Look down
It’s okay to frown
It’s okay to drown

Did I paralyze the truth behind some lies?

Consumed by all around
I forget myself
I forget my soul
Sip to savour
Taste to flavour

Did I breathe my life in or live to breathe?

Go out and get wet in the rain
Lets the tears drip to clear the pain
I want a hug for no reason
I want to eat ice cream in any season
I’m not made of steel
It’s simple

It’s real 

Wednesday, 24 April 2013

The Silver Lining


And then I bent over to pick up my towel and a sudden needle of agony stabbed me in the hip. Ouch! That was new and not nice. So that’s when my unforgettable journey began. How was I supposed to pick up this towel? I suddenly felt incapable of performing the simplest task. I bent my knees and stuck my bottom out as if to slouch down, half scared to think if the pinch would return. I managed to decipher a position that enabled me to retrieve objects from the ground, without seeing the stars every time. I could yet not figure out when and how this foreign stranger had decided to invade my body and make life more than somewhat difficult. How long was I honestly supposed to sit myself down in order to wear some simple shoes? How long would I need to step into the car a leg at a time, mechanically time all my steps and not be terrified that a simple gesture would bring back the agony.  Mundane movements suddenly became arduous and rather time consuming. An idiotic cripple is what I did feel at times, and God forbid did I need help with something.

“Here hold my hand so you can get up from the couch.” Are you kidding me? My death stares delivered my replies to him. Turn over slowly, hold onto the armrest of the sofa and slowly lift yourself up. I began to verse these set of instructions to myself and did feel almost like teaching a baby how to take his first steps. Except, I was no baby, a full grown adult who for some reason had managed to lock herself into her own hip. The initial discomfort soon turned into a beastly nightmare that invaded my sleeping positions. A certain turn on the bed truly bit me in the ass one day and that was when I realised the need for painkillers was rather necessary.

I’ve made friends with a new being. I say being because he provides me the heat when I most need it. Jamie is my electric blanket and never lets me down. I was smart enough to discover that Jamie even lives in the seat of my car. How convenient isn’t it? One button and he’s ready to make me hot. Trust me Jamie can momentarily kill my pain and numb the raw soreness.

On the upside I have been able to watch many movies that had been downloaded and were just occupying unnecessary memory on my laptop, I have mastered Spotify to perfection and in the process discovered Sound Cloud and the likes of many other music sharing websites. My playlists are organized better than your average geek and I am proud to say I read five different online newspapers everyday. Rest is what I have been told to take, well I’m resting away and occasionally have a fit of frenzy when I have the urge to wear my trainers and just disappear into the mountains. What exactly will I do there? Apart from moan and sulk in pain, well not much more. Sit put and carry on reading the Huffington Post.

I know this adventure on my bed will end soon, so I choose to make the most of it and spend good quality time with Jamie and all my other bed buddies. Thank you for showing me this experience, thank you for slowing me down and most of all thank you for showing me the different thresh holds of spasms, chronically violent moments of agony where I just want to yell my lungs out and sometimes even kill someone. After all, I realise giving birth was far more heroic and tells a better war story than my hip narrative! 



Sunday, 14 April 2013

The Butterfly Effect



Our eyes meet and then shy
His breath draws closer to mine
Tingling currents
Down my spine

Lips caress and glide
Soft pecks move on to slide
Hands lock into mine
Warm rays of sunshine

May I?
A virgin canvas am I
Slow brush
A stroking touch
Short peck
Colour my neck

Oscillating heart beat
No feeling below my feet
Whispers of heat
Crawling goose bumps
Peppermint sweet

The clocks have stopped
The world is still
Tongues intertwine
Slow sips of wine
I cling onto my lifeline

It’s pure
It’s perfect
This
The butterfly effect






Thursday, 11 April 2013

Sleep Your Troubles Away


What started off as a pure coincidence, turned into a pretty effective experiment that gave life to the following article. All of us have certain weak points in our immune system that manifest negatively in times of high stress and are especially triggered off when the body is not well rested. Many of us suffer from bad migraines, digestive disorders, skin rashes, obesity and the list goes on. As strange as it sounds, the only time in the day when all of these problems are put to rest is during our hours of sleep. Our body actually needs those hours of sleep to restore and reboot the central nervous system, ready to kick off the next day. Although your body is resting, your brain is actually at work during these hours of sleep, it is committing new information to memory through a process called memory consolidation. In children the growth hormone is secreted during slow wave sleep. If you do not allow your brain to clean and feed you during the night, you wake up only half ready for the next day.

Coming back to my accidental experiment. I went through a week where without realising I was on a mere 6 hours or less of sleep per night. The first night this happened, I had been a victim of raping the World Wide Web. One bookmark leads to another and suddenly you are surfing the intricate corners of the world at your fingertips. I am not the first victim on this addiction, so I’m sure many of you can identify with the game.

In a couple of days I had noticed the subtle yet dangerous effects of not sleeping so much. Heavy eyelids and two cups of coffee later I was mostly running on sunshine and pure adrenalin till about two pm. My body was pleading for a nap by Wednesday, yet the stubborn witch inside me would see no mercy. As a sports fanatic, this lack of rest only added hurdles to my performance at the gym and even in what should be a “relaxing” yoga class, turned into an hour of treacherous agonizing stretching. I could not even see the signs, well ironically I was defocussed and simply walking a path of disaster.

By Thursday I had not only introduced bad carbs in between meals, I was also irritable with my kids and a slight whine of my daughter seemed like the roar of a lion to my ears. I admit I was not a pleasant human being to be around. On Friday I had my first wake up call as “sleepzilla”. I experienced road rage for the first time in many years, and in all honesty it was not even the other persons fault as much as it was mine. My inner conscience woke me up and reminded me this was not a good sign. I promised myself I would take a short nap that afternoon and try to make the rest of the day a better one. As it turns out the nap never took place, I found replacement chore to occupy my half hour of grace. By this point my week was in the blood red zone of -7 hours of sleep. That is what most people sleep every night and I had managed to slowly eliminate these hours out of my only 4 day week so far. Friday was coming to an end and the carbs continued to pile. I was aware of the bloated feel, I was aware of my mood swings, I was aware of my fatigue and I was also aware of my borderline delirious crazed state of mind. I simply felt the need to numb all these feelings and forget everything. One would think sleep seemed the most coherent solution to all this, and yet it was six pm and I could not afford to get into bed yet, so I opted for possibly the worst remedy – a glass of wine. Yes, I resorted to alcohol and looking back I don’t think it was a crime to have a drink at that time of the day, but what was not clear was the reasoning behind that glass of wine. It was the decision of a cloudy and sluggish state of mind. I remember sipping the wine and not even enjoying it so much, I simply waited for the light-headed numbness to settle in and calm my palpitations down. Mission accomplished indeed! In all the fuzziness I actually forgot to finish certain very important errands like picking up medication for a family member. The latter was the icing on the cake, as forgetfulness is a clear sign of lack of rest. I was now the perfect candidate who was starved and sleep deprived.

That night was when my body actually gave up and I found myself looking in the mirror and saw a face that was switched off, dull, blotchy and not to mention the dark circles which I had so cleverly concealed all week thanks to some fabulous makeup. I unmasked the woman who had been fighting to stay awake all week, at the cost of her most precious possession: her health. I had been a speeding convoy all week and it took me 4 nights and 5 days to ultimately become a train wreck. My stubborn self had prioritised incoherently my regular shuteye only to find myself in bed and fast asleep at nine pm on Friday night. Phew!

The effects of sound uninterrupted sleep are simply orgasmic and I don’t think can be compared to any artificial stimulant or drugs of the like. I am not a coffee addict or an alcoholic or even an unhealthy eater, but one just needs to be in that vulnerable state of mind to feel the attraction towards such stimulants. Your body calls for help and I have said this time and time again, please listen to it by feeding it simple rest and not pumping it up with temporary solutions to then run on low battery.

Waking up the next day after a solid 11 hours of sleep was a new me. I was a vivacious, energetic and full of pep woman! It was such a surreal feeling after being so cloudy and opaque all week. Yes it was a rather simple solution and I should have adopted it much earlier.

However, in hindsight I can say I have been on the dark side and know the deleterious effects of little sleep. I could call myself an accidental experiment as I mentioned at the beginning of this article. The scientific data only proves my experience:

There are too many scary effects of the too little sleep and a recent study in the U.K. showed that sleep deprivation actually messes with over 700 genes in your body. This can somewhat explain the serious consequences that have linked short sleep to problems such as obesity, heart disease and diabetes. "Clearly sleep is critical to rebuilding the body and maintaining a functional state, all kinds of damage appear to occur,” Colin Smith, Ph.D., a professor at the University of Surrey, told the BBC. "If we can't actually replenish and replace new cells, then that's going to lead to degenerative diseases."
Sometimes we cannot help but be on little sleep, due to late working hours or having a young baby. In my case I had no excuse and I was just stupid and reckless. As Ernest Hemingway said “I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?" This is pretty much what happened to me during that week. I wish not to go back if I can help it.


Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Ti(me) Out


And then it was time
Time to time out
We no longer had our minutes
Or hour hands
Hand in hand 

Our breaths are close
Yet breathing a different air 
You filled my voids
Today I'm just annoyed

No words were needed to fill our gaps
I flee from these gaps
Ugly cracks
Panic attacks

Lets let it be
This
You and me
Us

Untag myself
From yourself 
We need to be
By ourselves 

The time was now
To time out