Little pleasures in life.
Writing passionate articles while sipping Prosecco in a busy restaurant on an early Friday afternoon – that is life. That’s what pleasant memories and self-care look like. Just like the bubbles in the glass of the Prosecco memories should rise to the surface and surprise you with graceful reminders of the things you chose to do and people you chose to do those things with. You are the glass, remember that. We hold the key to what we decide to fill our soul, mind, and body with. Life satisfaction does not come from others – it comes from the within. It comes when you let go of the boundaries and start creating a life that you truly desire. This is how you build your own destiny and freedom.
This is not about toxic positivity. Life will not just turn around. It will take work and healing and it is a process that we must commit to. So where is the start? Dating your own self. Falling back in love with your body, your ideas, your desires, your hopes, and your big fabulous dreams. It is about normal positivity. It’s about managing life with a ‘fill your own glass and enjoy it’ kind of attitude.
Life has got me down quite a bit lately. The post-pandemic return to normal in a not so post-pandemic world is a lot to handle. Emotionally and physically – I am not ready to go back, but I haven’t truly been gone. The lockdown was just a little stay at home part time order. Groceries are still getting sanitized. But the people are back. Vaccinated, happy, touchy. Almost everyone is back feeling comfortable to stay together while staying a safe distance apart. I prefer to be more apart then together.
Being apart from people makes us underestimate how much we actually need connections. It makes us overestimate our feelings about ourselves. I feel like I have failed to take care of my body during the second half of the pandemic – because I had to take care of the fruit of my loom. I forgot what stress and eating combined together can do. I filled my glass too many times with pop instead of water and I’ve surrendered my body to the quick fixes of the sugar rushes instead of long-term positive influence of endorphins. I feel like I have failed. Again. At something that should be a priority. It wasn’t until I started to slowly slide into depression and anxiety that I have started to pay more attention to the details I’ve neglected.
I’ve done self-care in a superficial way - new nails, new clothes. Those are all just band-Aids for the parts that need healing. It’s all much better put together when the new shiny nails and cool designer clothes are not covering but complimenting the whole package.
Mentally, I am back at the point where I am ready to put in more work. I am ready to see my life and my attitude as a glass not half-full, not as half-empty, but as a glass full of potential. What we put in we take out. What we throw into the Universe comes back to us tenfold from the same Universe. I am creating a life of pleasant memories. A life where I am in charge of my destiny and my own freedom. It will take work.
Today, after sipping a glass of Prosecco on a lazy Friday, I can tell that I know exactly what I need to get back to, where I want to be, and how to go past my own expectations. I want to create a life as carefree as the bubbles floating to the surface. Create memories so plentiful and delightful that every single one of them is a treat.
My self-proclaimed nickname is Delightful D.
Let’s go look for that delightful life together.
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