tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10894845106551279332024-03-18T21:26:42.028-07:00Passing by PerfectionLearning to let go of perfection, discover self-acceptance, love without judgement, and live life to the fullest.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-6834015027294496222015-04-14T21:19:00.000-07:002015-04-14T21:19:05.960-07:00HE>i<h2 style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #4c1130;"><sup>"</sup><span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the <span class="small-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span>, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."</span></span></h2>
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">His plan>My fears of the Unplanned.</span><br />
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">Each day I am reminded of the power he posses to intercede in my life. Sunday night I spent some time planning my week, scheduling workouts, penciling in appointments, and writing my to-do list. I knew that Monday, in particular, would be a busy day. Because I am trying to focus more attention on maintaining healthy balance with meals throughout the day, I decided to make a rough meal plan for the day ahead. I know my weakness to give in under pressure and stress so I figured this plan ahead would give me an upper hand. As luck would have it, my Monday quickly veered from the projected and in turn affected "my planned" out day/meals/schedule etc...</span><br />
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">It threw me for a loop. Nothing horrible happened, and looking back on yesterday I am trying to uncover what really went so wrong. The truth is nothing went WRONG..just not according to MY plan. Sometimes that is so wrong in my book. </span><br />
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">I know that God has his own plans for me, and it is nearly impossible to fight it. At some point yesterday I had to accept that I was not in control of everything I wanted to be. I had zero control over the fact that eight people walked in to the INN fifteen minutes before we were supposed to close; I had no choice but to serve them with a smile. I could not change the fact that I had to miss my orthodontist appointment because I was stuck at work later than expected. I could not undo the choices that caused me to skip breakfast. I could not do a thing about the delayed departure from work which had me scrambling to get to my counseling session in time. These events just happened. The day was not a disaster, but by noon I was already feeling like a failure.. Why? Because I couldn't hold it together enough to stick to my plan. </span><br />
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">My plans for tomorrow are merely expectations for myself if everything else goes according to my expectations, but how often does it actually work out this way.</span><br />
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">Tonight again I found myself "planning" my tomorrow. I have an early morning shift again and it just seemed like getting organized the night before is a smart way to go. I had to stop though. I had to stop writing out my tomorrow because I really have no idea how it will turn up. My plan for tomorrow is to live in the moment, and to act on instinct. I do not need a list to tell me what to do next. My goodness, that list holds absolutely no regard for the person I am. My plan is to respond to the unexpected with compassion and understanding rather than guilt and punishment. I am not to blame for all that goes wrong, or not even wrong but just different. My plan is to put my trust in the Lord because his plan is never to harm me, but to give hope and a future. </span><br />
<span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-NIV-19647">Let go and trust. You can not worry about tomorrow when you do not even know how it will come to be.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-13814730657608042982015-04-07T18:38:00.002-07:002015-04-07T18:38:46.261-07:00Sieze ToDAYWe have all heard of the term "Once in a lifetime opportunity..."<br />
This is usually used to describe something incredible, implying an opportunity that you should not pass up, it wont come again!<br />
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The crazy thing is that I believe each moment deserves that kind of attention and reverence. Why? Because each moment in our life is a once in a lifetime. This moment, right now, is something so uniquely spectacular because for all of eternity it will not come again. This moment, right now, is so precious because it will be done before I can think it. <br />Its done and in my past. <br />
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I can not go back and change my thoughts, or actions of the previous, so why on earth should I waste time criticizing it? I know, a moment seems so insignificant in a day that consists of hundreds of moments. But piece them together and you have a beautiful collection of moments that comprise a day.<br />
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In twenty-four hours, I am gifted with moments of fear, shame, sadness, defeat, pain, joy, gladness, victory, comfort, love. Some moments are spent with friends, and others are spent with those whom we cant stand. There are moments spent alone in precious solitude and reflection...these are my favorite :) The point is that each day is so unique and unpredictable, and with that said there are so many ways to spend our moments in the day.<br />
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I believe that each moment is on its own- a gift, and its totally up to me to decide how I will spend it. Its crazy to think about- mind blowing! Imagine how much power we posses to create our own precious moments. <br />
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But what gives one moment more value over any other? Nothing outside of our control. Whether you are facing tragedy or joyous celebration, the power of this moment lies well within your grasp. My words for you today are rather than to focus on the day, focus on ceasing THIS moment. Right now is once in a lifetime, so take the opportunities of right now and live them to the fullest. <br />
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Throughout the ups and downs of this past years journey I have discovered so much peace in reclaiming the present moment. In the depths of my eating disorder days, and still some days now, it was not uncommon for me to waste an afternoon fretting over what I ate for breakfast, or better yet worrying about how I will fit a long enough workout in tomorrow.... But what purpose do these worries serve me in this moment?<br />
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Today I am trying dilligently to focus my all on each moment. This means being present and living in THIS moment, not the last or the next. Right now is where I am, and that is the only place I should be. I want to thank the past for what has taught me- through mistakes and misfortunes. I want to look forward to what lies ahead in the future. Most importantly though, I want to be content in this moment. That doesn't mean that I must do anything extraordinary, but simply to remind myself that I am here living in the now gives me the advantage in capturing the beauty of each moment.<br />
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With each exhaling breath I am trying to focus on letting go of the past moment and we saying goodbye to what is done. I have enough to focus on in the here and now :)<br />
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How do I Seize my moments??? <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I *inhale* take in the beauty of spring blossoms</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I do Yoga on the beach, at sunset, living in the moment.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I choose to not just feed my body, but to heal my mind body and soul with nourishing foods</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I live in Peace babay`</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I surrender the moment to Christ</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Be good>loooking perfect saves worries from the moment</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking and breathing is peace</td></tr>
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HOW DO YOU SEIZE YOUR MOMENTS?? :)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-63257134848136531372015-01-31T21:58:00.002-08:002015-01-31T22:09:38.025-08:00Getting on that BBG Bandwagon. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello strangers.<br />
It has been entirely too long!<br />
I am in the midst of trying to juggle school, work, and a less than thriving social life. Oh the obligations of a twenty three year old ;)<br />
Anyways I am here to talk about this thing called BBG- a craze that I just happened to stumble across when I ran into <a href="https://fabnfitlinz.wordpress.com/">my first BBG girls transformation</a> photo/story. I have been following this girl on insta ever since and her transformation opened my eyes to this whole fitfam that this movement has created.<br />
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For those of you not familiar with this program, it was designed by an Australian native and fitness guru <a href="http://www.kaylaitsines.com/blogs/news">Kayla Itsines.</a> Check out her blog, follow her on instagram... do whatever you need to do. But, I am telling you that you will be inspired. Health is so much more than just those fluctuating numbers that we see on the scale. Health is about deciding to love yourself today and make the choice to be fit because you LOVE yourself not to punish. This is so the approach that Kayla takes, and the exact inspiration which I was craving.<br />
Not to mention, the proof is in the pudding. There is no denying that success with this program will take time, hard work, sweat, and sacrifice. But, after spending months of spectating and wishing "what if" I have decided that I too am worth the results of health and happiness. I have decided that I owe it to myself to take the leap and give this healthy lifestyle a shot. This is not about numbers and restriction for me. And this is the first time that I can say that with complete honesty. When it comes to joining any kind of "program" for me the bottom line has always been about the numbers (lost). Of course the transformation photos are so encouraging, and I would love to have a body that looks half as fit as some of these girls, but the bottom line for me now..... is that I know that this program produces lasting HEALTHY results.<br />
Regardless of how much I hate my before photo and how ashamed I am to show it. Regardless of what The after photo might look like; I know that the bottom line is, if I commit to this program I will be making choices that bring me closer to my goals with health. With that I will say that I am so excited and inspired to get on this BBG train!<br />
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I will be starting both the workout program and H.E.L.P. (healthy eating/living plan) this coming Monday, February 2nd. As I mentioned before, this is no quick fix, but a twelve week program, that is intended to be carried on beyond the three months. I will be sure to post updates, reflections, progress in the weeks to come. Thank you as always for the love and support.<br />
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SarahAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-38972544282229705512015-01-16T20:53:00.000-08:002015-01-16T20:53:08.904-08:00Blogging Inspiration, Friday FavesI have been in quite a reflective mood these past few days... Alot of deep stuff on my mind... I will admit that I tend to ramble on about topics that mean much to me, but simply do not carry the same weight for those readers. My biggest fear is that my messages might carry a somewhat negative tone,when that is simply not my intent. My mission is NOT to complain nor request sympathy. I am blogging for many reasons. At this point, it is deeply rooted in a desire to express. Its a way of putting my thoughts out there without forcing them upon anyone. So here take it or leave it :)<br />
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Writing brings me clarity. It helps me to sort through all of the craziness that crowds my mind. It helps me to make sense of the thoughts that seem senseless. Writing brings me peace. It allows me to let go of the unnecessary baggage- senseless rules, judgements, and ED thoughts. Writing enables me to forgive. myself and others. thoughts. actions. everything. It has given me the opportunity to reflect of the days trials and triumphs with recognition and acceptance, not judgement. <br />
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More than anything I want to inspire. I want to show (not just tell) the world, my readers... YOU(!!!) that it is more than ok to struggle. Pain, suffering, and tears do not make you weak. Showing your vulnerable side does not make you flawed. We all have vulnerable sides. Hiding our struggles does not make them disappear. Hiding pieces of your life, behind the perfectionist facade does not buy you more friends. It might even make you feel more lonely with the friends you do have. When your friends don't know whats going on in your life, they cant possibly understand. Most heartbreaking of all, they can not offer support if they are left in the dark. I guess what Im trying to say is I want my message to be one of acceptance and light. I want to inspire both myself and those who visit this page to Accept where you are right now. Love yourself right now. It is ok to desire change. But do not hate the things (struggles) that you desire TO change. Instead, embrace them. Rise above the hate and punishment. It just a cyclical game that will not bring you success. Decide today that your weaknesses do NOT make you weak, but but they will teach you how to be resilient. <br />
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Bottom line is that I want this experience to be a positive one for myself and those of you reading. I want my messages (even the deep and emotional ones ;) to bring understanding and acceptance. Thanks for bearing with me. More structured, directional posts to come. Bless you tonight, tomorrow, and always.<br />
Believe in your goodness and ability to bring positivity to this world.<br />
I believe in you.<br />
And because This post was intended to be a recap of my friday faves... I will end on this note.<br />
A few of my favorite *random* things of the week...<br />
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<a href="http://www.hungryrunnergirl.com/2015/01/do-you-work-out-because-you-love-or-hate-your-body-and-pacing-races.html">This post</a> by Hungry Runner Girl. <a href="http://www.hungryrunnergirl.com/2015/01/do-you-work-out-because-you-love-or-hate-your-body-and-pacing-races.html">Do you workout because you LOVe or hate your body?</a> I totally wish that I could say it is all about the love for me but that is simply not true. I am working towards that, and it is definitely a work in progress for me.<br />
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TEA. More specifically. YOGI tea. YOGI in a glass. because its better that way :) This is the ginger for those of you curious. <br />
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<tr><td valign="top">*The voice of your soul is breath*</td><td valign="top"><br /></td><td valign="top"><br /></td><td valign="top"><br /></td></tr>
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Reading > CYbertime before bed. I have been trying my best to unwind with a book, rather than checking facebook, <a href="http://instagram.com/miss_seusks/">insta</a> etc before bed. I act like its something I must force myself to do, but it is such a treat. I love me a good book.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bed. Cozies. Book. Candles. Me Time Perfection.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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Last but not least. These little angels. My inspiration. Joy. LIFE. Nathanael and Georgey. (no they are NOT mine)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It is impossible to look into the eyes of a baby and not have faith in something greater than science. Life is so complex. So precious. So beautiful. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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Cheers to the weekend.<br />
Love Sarah Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-36124112028128558502015-01-14T21:25:00.000-08:002015-01-14T21:26:08.066-08:00Cheese is...Just Cheese.I ate cheese today.<br />
Yes I did. I ate cheese. Tonight, while preparing cheesy bread for the rest of my family.. I took a nibble, and another, and another. I ate some cheese, and nothing happened.<br />
There I said it, and most of you are likely thinking to yourself...yeah, so
what? Well the what is this... to admit to eating cheese is a very
horrifying thing. For the past 18 months I have loosely clung to this
identity of "vegan." Many objectives fueled my desire. I wanted to try it. No harm in that! I had watched several films re- health determent's of excess meat consumption and/or animal products. Not to mention, the information regarding animal cruelty really struck conflict with me. While I do not consider myself a "hippy" by any stretch, I consider cruelty to animals an evil action. Anyways I am NOT going to get into the details of my more than likely faulty argument. The point is, my Eating Disorder was not the sole contributing factor for making this switch. The shift was gradual, and not super extreme. I claimed to be vegan, yet occasionally would slip in my ways and have a bite of something that contained animal products.<br />
I said nothing happened. Initially nothing DID happen, until i was confronted by the sequential shame that always follows this action. This is a feeling I have become all to
familiar with these last few months as I attempt to cling to this vegan
identity, while my heart and mind are telling me to let go. The shame is quite unbearable. I am a phony because I claim to be one thing but not always do I stick to it.<br />
The thing is I truly believe that I feel best, both psychologically and physically, living off a primarily plant based diet. That being said... rules are not good for me at this moment in time. They are constricting, at a time when I am trying to break free. Choosing Vegan is not an Eating disorder, but obsession over the rules is a symptom of ED. Any opportunity it has to make rules, and set limits on food is an open invitation to let the ED take over. <br />
I am Sarah Kristine Seus. I a a believer. Lover. Friend. Sister. Daughter. Student. Yogi. Athlete. Health enthusiast.I am a fighter. I am many things. I do not need my diet to define me. I will continue to fight for freedom from the rules of Ed which I have so willingly surrendered my days to. I Will continue to explore, with curiosity not judgment how my body might respond to the new foods that I might put into it. <br />
Thank you for the support.<br />
I pray that whoever is reading this might be inspired to try one thing today... try to say no to rules and give yourself the opportunity to trust yourself!<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-58315918715184132362015-01-13T20:01:00.001-08:002015-01-13T20:01:15.613-08:00Today.
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In response to this day: This day was not what I expected.
My food choices did not live up to my expectations. I am left feeling ashamed,
defeated, sad, and disgusted. </div>
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But, tonight I am taking this negativity as an opportunity
to be curious. “Is my day merely defined by the food that I eat?”</div>
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Today I woke up happy and committed to making it a good day.
I woke up energized and inspired to make the most of this day. I treated myself
to fitness with a healthy attitude, not to punish. I kept in mind this idea of
compassion, “I am moving because it is what my body needs and deserves.” I
enjoyed an easy yoga practice that calmed my mind. I walked and reflected upon
my many thoughts. Today I was able to share the Gospel with my dear Pops. I met
my cousin for a spur of the moment coffee date. All of this before noon! </div>
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I walked to the adoration chapel. Thank you Jesus for my
life today! After this I felt inspired to keep sharing this energy so I took
the drive over to visit my daddy at work. Oh the joy that someone’s smile and
presence can bring to a day. </div>
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Despite what my eating disorder tells me, This day was not a
loss. I did not sit at home and mope, nor did I punish myself when I felt at a
loss for answers. This moment of disappointment and discouragement will not
consume me to the point that I choose to hate today, and myself for that
matter. Today was not a failure. It was a battle well fought. Today was a
victory, in that I am able to recognize the shortcomings, but not let them
define my day as failure. I am writing this note mostly to myself to make this
fact undeniable: Today was a BLESSING. </div>
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I am learning, growing, and thriving everyday that I choose
to see the challenges as opportunities and the losses not as failures but as
precious lessons learned. </div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Hello my lovely readers! I
hope your weekends were filled with relaxation and enjoying these last days of
warm weather. I love this time of year, and in fact today is the first official
day of Autumn.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am definitely
feeling a chill change in the air!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">As I was doing my morning
yoga practice I was reflecting on a state of mind that has recently been consuming my thoughts. That
is- I keep finding myself experiencing these moments of joyful celebration, moments of change, moments of inspiration. These experiences are not ones that I can not quite grasp nor can I put too words, But in these moments I feel a sense of celebratory reflection- I feel that I might be over old habits and ways of thinking. But, when the moment passes
and I am faced with a struggle I become disappointed thinking I am failing now. Heres the thing my situation and state of recovery does not change this much on a moment to moment basis. These are extreme shifts in perspective. ......I am not changed completely, but I am CHANGING- everyday for the
better. I am growing through each experience, learning to live freer, love more
generously, and live without limits. Everyday is a gift from God. We must make
the choice to allow ourselves access to all of the blessings provided in this
day. Anyways sorry about the detour, the following post was actually written
and intended for Friday but with the long shifts and lack of internet connection
I am only now getting around to posting. Please enjoy…..</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">…..I keep telling myself that for one month I should commit to a
cleanse that will jump-start my progress towards healthy changes. I keep
telling myself that I should be committed to re-establishing HEALTH for ME.
This does not mean more of the restricting, starving, rules, and punishment
games that result in nothing but guilt. It means regaining the control that I
am currently tug-o-warring with the ED over. The problem is that I tend to adopt
this ‘all or nothing mentality’ with whatever change I set my mind to. It prohibits me from rolling with
the punches that life throws at me and making the best of whatever the
situation might be, because anything that falls short of expectations, anything that strays
from 'the plan' is considered to be failure. Whenever anything comes up that is outside
of my control I feel as if the progress becomes a lost cause, and I might as
well throw in the towel. M</span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">ost goals seem unattainable w</span></i>ith this all or nothing mentality, because
ummm...hell-OO perfection is so unrealistic. </span></i><br />
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">So I guess that is why I keep setting this one month intention. Because that just seems more realistic to me. The
truth is that Health is not about being perfect all the time. That is a total
ED mentality. Progress is in being able to pick myself up when things don’t go
as planned, being able to make the best out of a sucky situation, and being
able to live in the moment. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Expecting
to live for one month in strict abidance or the effort is a failure is already
setting myself up to be disappointed. I will most likely have'failed' before day one has concluded. To attain my goals of lifelong health (not month long), balance must be allowed
and flexibility is necessary! Structure is good, orienting goals and behaviors
towards the goal is necessary but rigidity is unsustainable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The truth is I really don’t know what the end goal
is, because I am not yet there. I can not waste my time and energy trying to
create this final destination that will only be discovered through living in the moment, through the motions and experiencing both the ups and downs, triumphs and struggles, smiles and tears. Worrying about and condemning myself when
changes occur is only deturing my progress. </span></i><br />
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Health is not a concrete objective, but it will require a constant commitment. I want to eat healthy because
I believe that I will feel better, more confident and less distracted in doing
so. Most importantly I believe that the only way that I can best fulfill my
life’s purpose is to free myself from the restraints of these negative
distractions. I want freedom from the rules, the guilt, the punishment, and the
all-consuming world of food. My life does not need to revolve around the world
of ED anymore. I want to focus on HEALTH and NOT FOOD. The problem is not food;
and food is definitely not the solution! Food control and punishment are
merely a distraction which serve no purpose but to protect me from the emotions
of life. That is not a good thing. I want to live my life, the good and the bad
and to be present for those moments and emotions. This commitment means all
around health. What is best for ME. Life is now.
My journey towards a healthier lifestyle is part of my current reality. The
fight, the struggle, the temptations, and victories, the pain, the joy- feeling
these emotions and being present in the moments is life. Awareness will lead me
to a healthier and more fulfilling response. </span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Over the course of my struggles with this disease I have found it
difficult to chose a healthful option for my morning meal. Too many nights I
went to bed deciding that the next morning I would not and should not have
breakfast as punishment for my 'fat' choices of the previous day. Funny thing
is when morning comes, I crave what I can not have... Breakfast! My body needs
energy to fuel my day, but the rules say no. So I don't eat breakfast....More
times than not I eventually end up eating something more guilt causing but less
nutritious and satisfying. I mean come on the body cant survive on nothing!
This morning I am starting my day out proactively with BREAKFAST.</span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Today I choose to honor my spirit and fuel my body. </span></i><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-436753381288583572014-09-17T11:44:00.001-07:002014-09-17T11:53:52.985-07:00Finding Purpose in Life. Creating a Purpose to LIVE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Recently I discovered a book that has literally changed my life and shifted my perspective. I have been turning to <a href="http://www.matthewkelly.com/">Matthew Kelly`s</a> <i>The Rhythm of Life</i> for healing inspiration.Amazing Book. Highly recommend it.I have already read it once through, but am currently re-reading it and find myself, in times of 'crisis' turning to important points that I find applicable. I keep it at my nightstand as a lifeline of inspirational words and a reminder of where my priorities and purpose should lie. You might think im talking this up to be more than it actually is, but I challenge you to discover for yourself. Unlock the wisdom that occupies the pages of this book, and it will change your life. Yes it is that good. </div>
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Anyways to make a long story longer (side note my friend used this phrase the other day and it had me laughing inside! hehe) back to my reason for mentioning this book which also explains the above picture...... One of the most influential pieces of wisdom I took from this book, was the recommendation to construct on a <i>life's purpose</i>. To decide today, where we want our priorities to be, and to discover the keys to getting there. Matthew Kelly discusses the importance of creating a lifes purpose, and devoting ourselves to that goal, to strive for excellence, and to be fulfilled. Having a lifes purpose creates a standard within us and ignites a burning desire to always be moving forward in our pursuit of this purpose. Reading this was a wake-up call to me. It sparked many questions. Do I even have a life's purpose? If so am I moving forward with this purpose? Am I happy and satisfied with the direction I am headed? What are my goals and desires? Are my choices leading me towards accomplishing these? Sadly my answer to question numbero uno was "No". </div>
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By no fault or ill intent did I end up in this position, but I was not
going to allow myself to continue in this passive state of
ill-advancement. Honestly, up until this point of self proclaimed 'awakening,' I had never really given it much thought. I really had no concrete purpose in mind other than the general "I want to be successful" or "I want to be happy"... Which, I might add, there is nothing wrong with. But, for me, I knew that in order to be moving in a positive direction I needed a standard. His words spoke truth to me. I needed more. I needed to do some soul searching. My purpose was not something that I would just create in a day. I believe it is a compilation of my values and strongest virtues. My purpose was created by God. We all have a reason to live. It takes some time and effort. It takes some reflection on both our strengths and weaknesses and discovery of how those traits might serve us in our pursuit of our God-given purpose. </div>
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My Life`s Purpose:</div>
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To trust in Christs plan for me- to Surrender control. To Inspire through my actions, and to be Humbled by the circumstances of my life that are out of my control. To Love and to allow myself to Be loved. To Live and to let life happen. To Pursue and Live my Dreams. Everything to Honor you. </div>
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Everything to Honor YOU.<br />
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Happy Wednesday<br />
xoxox,<br />
Sarah</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-60101819013226274152014-09-16T11:17:00.001-07:002014-09-16T11:17:14.629-07:00Passing by Perfection: I Commit.<a href="http://passingbyperfection.blogspot.com/2014/09/i-commit.html?spref=bl">Passing by Perfection: I Commit.</a>: My apologies to those who read this Passing By Perfection looking for consistent inspiration or truth. My intentions are good, ...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-41018771942603902932014-09-15T17:04:00.000-07:002014-09-16T10:58:50.339-07:00I Commit.<style>
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My apologies to those who read this <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Passing By Perfection </i>looking for consistent inspiration<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>or truth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My intentions are good, but I will not deny the fact that my
participation on this site has been lacking. My posts have been quite sporadic-
sparked by spurts of motivation as I live in the shame of this on-going
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What I am about to say has taken me months to come to terms
with. The thoughts and emotions associated with this truth spark more shame and
disgust than you can imagine. I have an eating disorder. Well yeah…that’s
nothing new! Yes I have an eating disorder, which we have been trying to get
under control since I was about 10 years old. 12 years of fighting without
cause. Not fighting against the ED. But rather, Me taking the side of ED and pretty much
fighting AGAINST the people who are trying to help me. It started as anorexia,
when I was about ten. At that time I could not accept help, seek comfort, or
surrender control because I did not believe that my behaviors were disordered.
They were completely normal in my reality. But, once we began to pursue
treatment the reality of this disease was revealed to me and my eyes were opened
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As time has passes, and I have floated in and out of
treatment, my Eating Disorder has evolved. It has grown to become a bigger
beast- more deceitful and manipulative. Before I could not admit I had an
eating disorder because I didn’t want help, but I was proud of my behaviors and
the strength I had to push my body to its limit and resist temptations (the
horrible awful temptation to feed and nourish myself) Now I am having a
difficult time accepting help because I am ashamed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am ashamed of what it has become. My problem is much
bigger than anorexia and the health risks. It is a full-fledged vicious cycle
of restriction, followed by compulsive eating , and over exercising. It’s a
shame-punishment cycle that is a sorry attempt at burying emotions and insecurities.
Food is a means of control in what I eat, when I eat, and how I eat it. I might
refuse to eat breakfast, but then feast on chocolate. Or I eat fruits until my
belly feels like it might explode, but then I must exercise until the disgust
is slightly tamed. That is the ugly truth of my current struggle. No matter how
hard I will it to be gone, no matter how ashamed I am to call this what it is,
nothing changes the truth of what it is. The eating disorder is still alive in
me. This is not new news, just a postponed announcement. I am ashamed by my
lack of strength and the people I have hurt (including myself). I am
disappointed in the moments missed, and the friendships damaged. I am confused
by the choices made and the choices I continue to struggle with making- knowing
full well of the consequences. The truth is that it is too late to lament. I am
ashamed of the past, but I cannot go back. I will not allow that shame of the
past dictate both the present moment and my future. The shame of the past is merely a distraction preventing
me from focusing on the hope of changing this story. Something I
have begun to realize is that the harder I try to hide my struggle, in shame,
the more I push people away, the stronger it becomes and the lonelier I feel.
The ED does not and will not EVER fill this loneliness. Acceptance, humility,
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I will no longer make promises, regarding consistency with posts
that I cannot keep. I have strived to paint a picture of myself- one that
promises dedication and resilience. One that wishes for health and is 100%
committed to the fight for recovery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>While I want these things most of the time, my effort does not always
reflect these desires. To say that I am currently 75% committed to recovery is
generous. I want health, I really do. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And, of course, I want freedom more than anything. Sometimes
I wish that if I could blink my eyes and forget about this part of me, it would all be good. Or, if only I
could wake up tomorrow and my past could be erased and my future rewritten in away that eliminates this struggle. But, that is just not reality. If I 100% want freedom, then I
must fight my hardest. All of the time. I commit myself 100%. This struggle
does not have to define ME, but it will consume me until I come to terms with
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I must remember that my Eating Disorder is only a part of me; therefore it cannot
possibly be stronger than me. Here is my reality today: I can and will reclaim my
life but it will take 100% commitment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To wait around wishing away the struggle and pouting
about the pain is a passive response to a situation that demands constant
action. It is a slap in the face to my creator who puts purpose into every life
and circumstance (Even the painful ones). I don’t know why he has given me this
cross, but he must have a plan that extends beyond this present moment. I do not
have to know His purpose. In fact, questioning his purpose in all of this is a
waste of time. He knows me better than I know myself, and he knows how much I
can handle. Maybe I am stronger than I believe. I sure hope so. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My job is to accept. My job is to give
myself to him, to give my best effort to this cause and to commit 100%.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My healing and purpose will only be
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If some of you reading this are in a similar state , make the
choice today to accept your struggle. Remember- You are not alone. Decide to fight. You
are so worth that fight. You are Loved.<br />
Heres to Freedom, Health, and Happiness. </div>
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Sarah</div>
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ks3R2BwyO0<br />
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Dont buy the lies,
disguise, and hoops they make you jump through. You were made to fill a
purpose. There could never be a more beautiful you <3
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http://www.theblondevegan.com/2014/09/05/recovery-series-3-outlook/<br />
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everything @theBalancedBlonde .... seriously guys this girl is inspiring<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-63937182408465899632014-06-02T15:48:00.002-07:002014-06-02T15:48:10.689-07:00Freedom isnt FreeFreedom isn't free.<br />
Not many good things come easy. If you are not willing to fight for what you desire, it must not be all that important or worth it... I can not honestly say that I have put up a true and decent fight against my Eating Disorder. Sure I have tried, but time and time again I have allowed myself to be discouraged by defeat. I have allowed discomfort and temptation drag me down as my eating
disorder continues to cling hold of me, controlling my thoughts,
dictating my actions, and sucking the life from this person I can not
even recognize. As embarrassing as this might be to admit, most moments, memories, and experiences in my twenty two years on this earth have been clouded by the constant shadow of ED thoughts and drives. He has been the most important thing and my focus. But, I want freedom. I want physical health and emotional happiness. I want to enjoy the presence and company of all of the beautiful people in my life. I want to let people in. I want to love and allow myself to be loved. I want to discover and accomplish. I want so much out of life. As I see it now, it is all of this or ED. What does ED have to offer but self torture, denial, destruction, and hurt? My life is emptiness with ED. What is there but the promise of emptiness and lifelessness if I chose him? It is pain and suffering. It is physical destruction and emotional pain beyond words. I hurt. My heart is weak, and my body is frail. It doesn't have to be this way forever. I have been given such a precious gift, and a chance to live. God chose me for this life. He wants me here, or I would have been defeated long ago by the physical consequences of this disease. Rock bottom is when you realize its eating disorder or life. My life is worth the fight. I will fight to death, and that does not scare me. Because.... as of now there is little life in what the ED consumes. What is the point of living without life? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger right? I know I am here for a reason, I must honor the gifts of this life and discover my purpose. I will fight, and I will win. Life is precious, and it starts now.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-80935326332269205202014-04-11T14:21:00.002-07:002014-04-11T14:21:59.291-07:00Im BackkkkkWoah, how time flies! It has been nearly a year since my last post. This marks the beginning of spring term. I have always looked forward to the the first day of school- a fresh start. This term is no different. I find myself giddy with enthusiasm as I fantasize over what the next few months will bring. That`s right...Big Hope, Big Dreams, Big Changes ahead. Most often these aspirations involve unrealistic expectations, fueled by
desires to 'correct' my imperfections and better myself. I might stay 'on track' with these goals for a few weeks, but before long the pain and struggle of maintaining such an extreme level of change overcomes the satisfaction of accomplishment. Disappointment follows, and I find myself making empty promises..'tomorrow I will start fresh and undo the failures of today.' I seem to have adopted this guilt-punishment attitude as it has become my comfort and my escape. <br />
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Let me explain. Something goes wrong... Say I get a bad grade on an exam. Rather than focusing my effort on correcting the problem, I allow the problem to consume me. I start making assumptions. I tell myself that I am the problem. I punish myself with food, exercise, rules etc. My question is this: at what point did I become desensitized to the destructive nature of such a coping strategy? What is so wrong with ME that I feel not just an urge and a need to punish myself? I seek comfort in doing so. <br />
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Every one struggles. For most of my life I have felt stuck in the mud of my struggles. I allow the
struggle to both consume and define me. I have viewed my struggles as
detours... assuring myself that as soon as I get back on track I can
start living. I have recently come to this realization that the struggle is not a detour, but the path itself. It is my life right now. Have you heard of the phrase "No mud, No lotus"? I recently listened to a talk, given by Tara Brach, regarding this very topic. In her audio she discusses this fear we harbor towards struggle. Difficulties, challenges, struggles- they are not always comfortable to experience. They are the mud. They are the realness, and the vulnerability that we feel. When faced with adversity, it is human nature to want to escape... to run...to avoid whatever pain might be associated with the struggle. My eating disorder has been my escape.<br />
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Remember that tendency I have to self punish?? When I feel stuck in the mud and I don't know how to stay. Punishment is the solution. When I feel lost or hopeless, I assume that there is a problem with me... punishment is my response. How is punishment soothing? One word: escape. It takes the focus off of the struggle directing my focus towards something within the scoop of my 'control.' In doing this I am not actively dealing, but passively avoiding. I am using external means to numb and soothe the internal discomfort. And so, the same struggles continue to surface and never fade. My eating disorder has provided a source of comfort to get me through some tough times, for as long as I can remember. Tara Brach challenges this tendency to use addictive practices to cope. Instead she challenges the idea to allow the struggle to strengthen us. If we allow it to, whatever mud we might be experiencing holds the key to awakening compassion and wisdom. <br />
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We can not control what happens to us, but our Creator gave us the free will to interpret and respond to whatever challenge we might face in a way that serves us. Our struggles do not have to
define us, but they can and will shape us into stronger, more
compassionate beings. If only we embrace them with the right attitude. We run from struggle because it seems painful. We want happiness not pain. But what if we simply changed our approach towards struggle? What if we viewed struggle as not a death sentence and not a sign of weakness but an opportunity to discover strength that we did not believe in. Jesus wants our true happiness. True happiness is in knowing him and reaching eternal life with him. Earthly struggles are only temporary. <br />
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It is time to move forward. Thank you, Mr. ED, for
the comfort you have provided me thus far, but I think that I can take
it from here. I will not dwell on the time lost. I can look forward to
the experiences I will gain in choosing to let go. In letting go I surrender this illusive control promised by the Eating Disorder voice. I am perfect in the eyes of my creator. Today I chose to let go of the control and punishment. Today I chose to surrender myself to Christs care. I can not do it alone, but I can find strength in him. Hope is here.<br />
Thanks for the love, Untill next time <3Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-12033568507153029332013-06-13T21:28:00.001-07:002013-06-13T23:41:52.396-07:00Thinking out Loud.Feeling lost? Thats me right now. Feeling lost in the chaos of this crazy life. Today is my first *official* day of summer so I should be enjoying the freedom. Not so. Instead, I find myself feeling more overwhelmed than ever. Unsure of where to go next. What to do. How to approach Life and the many unanswered questions I now face. I know what I should do. Take a step back. Stop pushing forward. Take the time to regroup and get back on track. Take care of myself.. for once I need to make myself the priority. Drop the summer classes, and Stop forcing the job thing. It will work out. <br />
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I need help. I know that it would be in my best interest to seek a more structured form of treatment. But, it is so hard to admit this, and it is so easy to make excuses. I must take those summer classes... push through... gotta work, make money, get paid. I know that my health is suffering. It is so easy to just say I cant. I have too much going on. Now is not a good time. You know the drill. If not now then when? The time will never be perfect. <br />
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Meanwhile life is passing me by. As I am still consumed with an attitude focused on eating disorder behaviors. Sure I am in college, attending classes, hanging with friends, and going out to the bars. I am living, but not fully. As I am still trapped in the clutches of this disease I can not commit my best self to anything fully. Because I am still caught up in the obsession. Not all of the time, but the nagging voice is still there. Sometimes it is a mere whisper that I am easily able to tune out. Yes, those are the victories that keep me motivated and hopeful. However with tribute there is also much trial. Still, far too often, the voice screams. And, I listen... far to often. "You are not good enough to talk to him... dont bother." I listen. "You ate too much today, you cant possibly go out and expect to have a good time." I listen. "Those jeans make your thighs look fat. No... its not the jeans. You are just fat. Put some sweats on to hide that." I listen. These are the very moments in which I miss out on life. Those simple moments that often produce the most reward, the thrill of living and acting on impulse are some very unfamiliar concepts. This is because my focus often is not in the present moment. Instead the destructive thoughts and unhealthy behaviors continue to run the show. <br />
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Today I took the first step. I am no longer taking summer school. While I do not know where my future is headed, I do know what I want. I want health. I want freedom. I want to know what it feels like to live completely. Without the stupid voice dictating my every voice. I consider myself to have come to a fork in the road. I am faced with two distinctly different options. The first being to keep plugging along and forcing myself to push through, but never completely finding myself and the freedom I so deserve. OR, take a step back. Maybe lose a term`s worth of school. But. take the time to find what I am looking for in myself. I am not sure when I will gather to courage to commit myself to treatment completely, but I do know that I am becoming more comfortable with the idea of it. Who knows what this treatment will entail but I know one thing is for sure and that is I need something. It might just be a little push, but I will never know if I do not take the risk. <br />
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Not sure if anyone is actually reading this but just in case... i apologize for the rambling. I understand that I probably am not making much sense but trying to sort through my thoughts. Just thinkinging out loud. <br />
and i will part with these wise words and positive affirmation:<br />
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<i> <span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">I can face any obstacle put in my path. I remain calm and think things
through. I rely on myself. I respect myself. I trust myself. All that I
need is within me.</span></i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-37843740205905885662013-06-02T14:48:00.001-07:002013-06-13T22:06:50.020-07:00The Eating Disorder MachineThis ten week term has come and gone in the blink of an eye, and I now find myself publishing my last blog post assignment for this class. While I do plan to continue writing, I still consider this to be the end of one chapter and the start of something new. I am so grateful for this experience; however, I am very much looking forward to having more freedom to pursue my own interests, goals, and posts with this blog. Thank you to all who have supported me throughout this journey. I hope that you will continue to read as I dive headfirst into this blogging world on my own. But first things first... My last post of this chapter.<br />
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This weeks prompt asks me to reflect on a concept from this class that has interested me. Now, this might be a stretch, but I am going to make an attempt at creating a link between a principle of communication and some more personal-to-me issues related to the focuses of this blog. So bear with me, resign from judgement, and enjoy the ride.. <br />
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The <i>Classical Approach </i>was one of the first things that we covered in this class, and so it sticks out in my mind. This method of communication embraces a rather cold and rigid attitude with respect to the person-hood of organizational participants. This method lacks character and personal attention as there is little concern held for the people preforming the work. Instead the focus is on profit: the action of preforming tasks and administrative activity, the structure of the system based on formal rules, and the science behind specific tasks and standardization. In this practice, maximizing production is of the utmost importance. The end always justifies the means. The 'machine metaphor' is a very appropriate representation of this approach. There are three main components to this machine metaphor:<i> </i><i> </i><br />
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<li><i>Specialization: </i>each part (person) has a specific function<i> </i><i> </i></li>
<li><i>Standardization: </i>replace-ability (workers are seen as "clogs" and are considered interchangeable) </li>
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Restricting food consumption to under five hundred calories a day for the sole purpose of gaining control. Taking guilt to the gym to burn 1000 calories on the treadmill (10 grade incline. you bet) as punishment for indulging in that piece of birthday cake. Refusing to go out with friends because eating <i>too</i> much that day has left you feeling fat- unworthy of being around people and having a good time. Eating a two pound bag of carrots for dinner leaves you feeling stuffed to the brim yet completely unsatisfied (but hey at least you got your weeks worth of fiber and minimal calories were consumed.) I am no stranger to this so called machine mindset. The practices mentioned previously don`t make sense; yet they have been, somehow, justified far too frequently. <br />
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An Eating Disorder is a psychological disease. Many of the thoughts and beliefs held by sufferers are irrational. The behaviors are ridiculous. And, the justifications for these actions are unreasonable. But somehow, we have a way of rationalizing things in our head There is a certain degree of disconnect that exists between body and mind. You might feel physical pain, hunger, exhaustion but your mind does not respond to those feelings in a constructive manner. Your body is screaming at you to "STOP" but you power through, like a machine, focused on completing the task.... preforming the behavior regardless of how you feel. Attentiveness to the inner voice is silenced and replaced by an
attitude focused on pushing your body to the limits. and attaining that illusion of control regardless of the penalty. The end always justifies the means.<br />
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As a sufferer of anorexia, my mind is often in control of my actions. It represents the leadership role in this hierarchical structure (of the machine metaphor)- the oversee-er, the selfish inconsiderate boss. My body is the machine itself- the poor helpless employee, the innocent bi-standard. My body endures the pain of consequences, which are derived from the choking grip of my eating disorder. Most people look at me, and do not assume that I am a sufferer. As I have slowly began the road to recovery, I no longer display many of the physical symptoms of anorexia. However; I am still struggling.<br />
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In the thick of my eating disorder, I developed quite a skill for concealing my emotions so people could not see what I was feeling. This behavior is at the very heart of the machine metaphor. Push through, don't display symptoms of weakness, control your emotions, control your body- that is what my mind tells me. But the truth is, these practices do not promise victory. In fact, that is the eating disorder talking. It is this irrational voice that drives the machine. <br />
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An eating disorder strives on ignorance and total disregard for ones own
needs and person-hood. The sufferer posses` a very rigid, judgmental,
and unyielding attitude towards his/herself, similar to the classical
model`s approach to employees. There is little to no regard for emotions and how
certain things make you feel. These behaviors are dehumanizing.. However; there is hope in all of this. Freedom comes with denial. Not denial of your own feelings and thoughts, but denial of the eating disorders voice. It starts with being able to recognize the difference between the two, and to distinguish rational from irrational. The ultimate power is in recognizing that these thoughts are not my own.
The ultimate control is in putting the recognition to practice and
denying to accept these terms. <br />
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Im sorry if this post has left your heart feeling heavy. That was not my intent. An eating disorder is a nasty disease, and I believe it is important that this knowledge be spread. However; I hope that if you read between the lines, you might see this as a message of hope. There is hope in standing up to the oppressive mindset. There is hope in accepting oneself as a unique person with so much potential. There is hope in letting go of self judgement and doubt.<br />
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My hope lies in recovery.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-44388965049850594792013-05-28T15:09:00.001-07:002013-06-04T20:09:28.036-07:00You Can Lead a Horse to Water....This past week we had the opportunity to listen to guest speaker, Dave Leding, discus his experiences in business and organizational cultures. His conversation was focused on group effort contribution and the team leadership methods. In his presentation he addressed many of the tools and topics which he has personally employed to both create and grow successful business models. These models which are centered on the fundamentals of strong organizational culture and aspects of effective communication. "Common sense, common courtesy," "Be civil, honest, and open," "Tell it, write it, tell it again, do it," these are just a few of the many instructions, on how he operates, directly quoted from his lecture <br />
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Motivation. This topic was addressed briefly; however, I consider it to play a vital role in success. I am not just talking business success and wealth, this is about life. What drives you to pursue the impossible, what pushes you past your comfort zone, what encourages you to keep fighting even when you have little faith?? motivation. <br />
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You can give someone the opportunity to learn or do something, but you can not <i>Make</i> them accept this opportunity. You can lead a horse to water, but you can not make him drink. You can force him to drink by sticking his nose in the water and holding
it there, but chances are he will not appreciate this gesture and
refuse the drink. So how do you get the horse to drink? You convince him that he wants and needs the water. Lets just disregard the biology and scientific explanation behind the issue and look at it from a psychological perspective. If the horse is neither thirsty nor interested in the water, he is not going to drink unless he is somehow convinced to do so. Similarly, humans can be given opportunities but that does not guarantee success. The key element, missing, in this equation is <a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/basics/motivation">motivation</a>.<br />
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Ok, so we now know that motivation is a key factor in creating success, but how does this concept work?? The first step is answering these simple questions: 'How is one motivated? and 'How do we motivate?' Unfortunately there is no 'right' answer. We all have the potential to be motivated; however, the means, methods, and lengths by which we are motivated are variant and completely dependent on the individual and circumstance.<br />
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Abraham Maslow`s <i>Theory of Motivation </i>might help us to better grasp the complexity of this topic. His theory is based on the
Hierarchy of Human Needs. This theory states that a human`s behavior is
related to his needs. Motivation, a factor of human behavior, is thus
variant according to the nature of needs to be satisfied. As represented
in the diagram, this hierarchy of human needs can be illustrated by a
pyramid and arranged in a hierarchy of their importance and priority. He
concluded that when
one set of needs is satisfied, it ceases to be a motivating factor..<br />
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<li>Man is a wanting being, i.e. his wants are growing continuously even
when some wants are satisfied. Human needs are of varied and
diversified nature. They can be arranged in a hierarchy of importance
progressing from a lower to a higher order of needs.</li>
<li>Needs have a definite hierarchy of importance. As soon as needs on a
lower level are fulfilled, those on the next level will emerge and
demand satisfaction.</li>
<li> A satisfied need does not act as a motivator.</li>
<li>As one need is satisfied, another replaces it. </li>
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But how do we relate Maslow`s points to Dave`s lecture? Let me first back track, a few weeks, to when we discussed motivation in class. We know that there are two types of motivation: intrinsic and extrinsic. <i>Intrinsic motivation</i> refers to motivation that is driven by an interest
or enjoyment in the task itself, and exists within the individual rather
than relying on external pressures or a desire for reward. <a href="http://p2pfoundation.net/Intrinsic_vs._Extrinsic_Motivation">Factors which promote intrinsic motivation...</a><br />
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<li> Challenge - Being able to challenge yourself and accomplish new tasks.
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<li> Control - Having choice over what you do.
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<li> Cooperation - Being able to work with and help others.
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<li> Recognition - Getting meaningful, positive recognition for your work.
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<li> Happiness at work - People who like their job and their workplace are much more likely to find intrinsic motivation.
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<li> Trust - When you trust the people you work with, intrinsic motivation is much easier.
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On the other hand, <i>Extrinsic motivation</i> refers to the performance of an activity in order
to attain an outcome, whether or not that activity is also intrinsically
motivated. (as implied by its root prefix extrinsic motivation comes from outside of the individual) As a rule, intrinsic motivation seems to be the more effective form of the two. <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motivation"><i>source</i></a><br />
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Diving even deeper into the issue at hand, Dave presented this concept of motivation as a product of two contributors: fear and trust. The first point being that fearing someone (a boss) or something (rules and punishment) forces us to do what has been asked of us in order to avoid the consequences associated with not. On the other hand, the presence of trust, creates an environment in which employees feel intrinsically motivated and encouraged to do what they have been asked, not only because it feels good, but because they do not wish to break that trust. Now, How do we measure the impact of these two sources?<br />
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Once more... You can lead a horse to water, but you can not make him drink (on his own.) But he will drink with a little motivational push. Your options are: force him to drink by enacting punishment that promotes fear, or encourage him to drink by building a trust that instills in him the desire to do what is willed of him. Both might produce comparable results in the moment, however building a relationship on trust, as an intrinsic motivator will produce much more long lasting results. There is a certain power in positive motivation. So next time you are trying to convince someone of something... I would caution you to think twice before threatening ;) Can I get an amen?! Happy Tuesday Y`all.<br />
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situation. While being friendly and outgoing obviously makes you a more approachable individual, there is no exact scientific correlation between success and relationships. Being a social butterfly is not always a guaranteed antecedent of success, and similarly being shy does not doom you to failure. It is; however, important to make an effort to get to know
the people with whom you work and learn about what skills and abilities
they bring to the table. There is a strong need to build relationships regardless of your personality. In Amanda Haddaway's article titled <i>How to Build Positive Workplace Experience, </i>she presents these ideas and discusses the importance of attitude, work ethic, first impressions and building strong relationships from the start.<br />
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<i> </i>Here are some of her tips on how to encourage positive workplace relationships:<br />
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<li>Be friendly and encouraging to co-workers. </li>
<li>Be responsible – if you say you’re going to do something, do it. If
you’re unable to complete a task for some reason, make sure information
is communicated to all team members who would be impacted.</li>
<li>If you share an office, be considerate. Find out how your office
mate works and be respectful. For example, some people need to work in
complete silence, while others enjoy background music. Make sure you’re
not inadvertently making your office mate crazy with your personal
habits.</li>
<li>Understand that people are unique and dwell on their positive
qualities, not their negative qualities. It’s acceptable to not be
friends with everyone, but try to at least be professional and cordial
in your interactions.</li>
<li>Rise above office gossip. No one wants to earn the reputation of being the office busybody.</li>
<li>Communicate, communicate, communicate! Your co-workers are not mind readers, so make sure you’re communicating with them and your manager on a regular basis </li>
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Number two, "Be Responsible" is the one that sticks out most to me,
personally. I
know that I struggle with being able to say "no". I often try to take
on too much, while on the job and in life, trying to please everyone.
The problem
is, when we spread ourselves too thin we are unable to do anything
great. We become overwhelmed, bouncing from one project to another, and
often find ourselves unable to fulfill all commitments. I have found
that it is easier, and more effective to 'pick your
battles.' Most likely, your boss would prefer reasonable honesty and
appreciate your ability to recognize your limits. Learn to
COMMUNICATE... effectively, assertively, and proactively. Rather than
being unable to say no and committing yourself to too much. If you make a
commitment, stick to it! Follow through is expected. People are
depending on you. Empty promises lead to stressful situations and people
scrambling at the last minute. Failure to follow through is more
damaging than saying no from the start. Not only will effective communication enhance relationships and promote success, professionally. Being able stand up for yourself and to voice your thoughts, wants, feelings, and needs in the workplace is essential to eliminating unnecessary stress, as well promoting emotional health and wellness. Below I have provided some links to sources related to emotional health and communication in the workplace. enjoy! :)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">I am a quite person by nature. As a child I was painfully shy, and
I struggled to find confidence in social situations. I was often 'that kid' who
sat on the outskirts of social circles, feeling empty and alone, as most of the
other kids playfully mingled and became acquainted. The thought of introducing
myself to someone new, or God-forbid a <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">group</b> of strangers, inflicted a fear that was practically paralyzing. Sure I had friends
and very good friends at that, but these were kids that I had grown up with... </span></div>
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birth, literally. Our moms had met during a maternity exercise class at the YMCA. Their friendship continued to grow with
the birth of a 'playgroup' following the births of their sweet little
bundles of joy( that would be us!) We grew up together and new not life without the other.
Together we enjoyed the joys of elementary school cliques and endured the
torments of stinky grade school boys. We would spend the entirety of our
eight hour school day side-by-side only to call each other, immediately, upon
completing our homework in order to coordinate the next day’s outfit and lunch
selection. </span></i></div>
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think most of us can relate to having experienced the freedom of such
innocence- portrayed in the bliss of friendship. The simplicity of meeting
someone and becoming instantly connected based on some minute detail, often
served as the foundation of our childhood (best)friendships. As children, we
are so innocent and simple minded. Our thoughts are not clogged by </span><span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">
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{page:Section1;</style></span><span style="font-family: Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">the burdens</span><span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"> of social norms,
expectations, and judgment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
the means by which we approach relationships are effortless and not at all 'over
thought'. Best friends might meet on the first day of kindergarten when reaching
for the same crayon only to discover that they share a favorite color.
Unfortunately, not all relationships are this simple and progress with such
ease. </span></div>
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and more complex. Our individual priorities often evolve and become skewed
by exposure to social norms, expectations, and roles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I was a young child, though painfully shy and in-confident,
I seldom dealt with the fear of peer judgment. My struggles and self-doubt were
my own. Today that is different<i>.</i></span></div>
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me start by saying that I believe, while still a quiet person by nature, I have
managed to tame some of the ‘shyness’ and branch out a bit, since childhood.
Life has taught me some unsympathetic lessons about both the struggles and
consequences of silence. (but that is another topic/post altogether) That being
said, the anxiety that I associate with being thrown into unfamiliar social
settings has not died. In fact, I would not be surprised if the social anxiety
has become a greater concern since childhood. That is in large part due to the fact that today I fear judgment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">The
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Encounter</i> is a term traditionally
applied to socialization in the workplace. It is defined by the point at which
an ‘employee’ joins an ‘organization’. Because this term, by definition, also
deals with the uncertainty that exists when strangers meet, I think it can be
applied to most aspects of social interaction (both within and outside the workplace). The
encounter describes the uncertainty introduced when we are trying to figure out how
to approach this new situation both independently (tasks/abilities) and socially (employee interaction). This is that pivotal
moment when you are supposed to make a good first impression. This is the
moment I fear. It is the point at which self-doubt begins to creep in and
insecurities run wild. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;">There
are three types of uncertainty, as discussed in this weeks lecture.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The first is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Referent</i>. It deals with uncertainty that is associated with
performing tasks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My personal
struggles deal with the other two, as follows: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Appraisal</i> uncertainty, which is related to our abilities. I lack
confidence and experience self doubt. And, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Relational
Uncertainty</i>- defined by how we negotiate relationships. Hello social
anxiety! </span></div>
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wish that I could talk more about managing this uncertainty and correcting these
flaws, but I am still trying to figure it out, myself. Sure I have the lecture
notes on “Managing Uncertainty,” and while I am confident that it offers sound
advice, I must take the necessary time to discover how it can be applied to my personal life. I do not have answers. Rather than end abruptly Id like to take a moment to go back to the example I used previously- that elementary best friendship that has continued to grow and evolve, through trial and tribute, into a special friendship. I am truly blessed.</span><br />
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devastation that accompanied my removal from Sacred Heart Elementary School,
and my parents decision to home school. It lasted the entirety of high
school, despite the fact that we roamed different social circles and explored
different interests. No matter what happened I knew that I always had a best
friend in her and I found comfort in that. Our friendship was comfortable. It
was safe. It was all that I needed. To this day I treasure this friendship with
my whole heart, and I know that we will be friends for life. She is one of the <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">few </b>people on this planet whom I feel
completely comfortable with and confident in myself as a person. When I am with
my friend I can be whoever and whatever I want to be, because I know that there
is no judgment. </span></i></div>
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What
motivates you? For some it might be the result. Focus on the final product or
reward makes the pain of work worth it. For others it might be the act of
'doing' itself. Motivation is driven by intrinsic rewards such as the
feelings of accomplishment and satisfaction gained through performing
work. There are also those who are motivated by others. Whether it be
through positive encouragement or the desire to impress. All of the above can
be successful forms of motivation depending on the person/personality and
situation.<br />
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However,
I find fear to be one of the most effective motivators. The prospect of
negative consequence, judgment, and punishment are all-justifiable reasons to
fear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While this fear might serve
as a powerful motivator and gets the job done its presence is not without flaw.
Living in an environment that aggravates fear leads to unnecessary stress and
can be damaging to the individual.</div>
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Regardless
of how friendly its environment might be, the workplace is usually associated
with at least some feelings of stress. Add unwarranted fear caused by an excessive
power structure and the working environment might become something more than
just a negligible source of stress. Living under the constant stress that
nothing is ever good enough and the fear that nearly every move you make is
being watched by a critical eye can become a major source of anxiety. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In a perfect world this kinds of
organizational structure would not exist; however, this is not a perfect world
and this environment is far more common than most of us would like to admit.</div>
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This
week’s assignment had me interview an employee at an organization of my choice.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had the pleasure of meeting with
a young lady and good friend (whose name will remain anonymous) to discuss her
experiences with power dynamics within the organization at which she is
employed. Let me start by stating that I was struck with feelings of disgust,
sadness, and remorse as I listened to her recap several stories of her
experiences at the workplace. As a waitress at a popular Corvallis restaurant,
she is dealing with a constant rush, and the obvious stresses that are a
consequence of working in the service industry. However, the sources of her
stress and anxiety go far beyond dealing with the five o’clock dinner rush,
dissatisfied customers, angry cooks, and being ‘stiffed’. She provided me with
an assortment of examples, describing her far from ideal working environment.
She detailed multiple times in which her manager made hurtful assumptions and wrongfully
accused her of certain actions that had nothing to do with the situation. Fear
of judgment is felt daily. She confided in me, the potent dissatisfaction she
feels at this organization, because it seems that no matter how hard she works,
it is never good enough. Fear of judgment is constant. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has pretty much given up on
requesting personal time, because when she does, she is almost guaranteed to
work that shift regardless of the day. She is more likely to get the day off by
chance. Coincidence? Ill let you decide. </div>
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The
adverse effects, obtain through exposure to such an enviornment, are felt far
beyond her time on the clock. After a long day at work, she is not only
physically drained but also emotionally exhausted. She shared with me that it
was not uncommon, for her to breakdown in tears after a discouraging day on the
job. (As a close friend, I have witnessed this scenario many a time.) The hurt
and unease can be seen in her face the moment the topic of work comes up. It is
obvious that this environment has become a source of detriment to her emotional
health and well-being. </div>
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As
I try to console and encourage my friend, I can`t help but wonder “why?” Why
does she continue to put up with this? Why won`t she confront her manager and
express her feelings of hurt? Why won`t she stand up for herself by saying
enough is enough? And if nothing else…Why not quit? Its not worth it. </div>
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While
I still do not fully understand the passive approach, which she has taken to
deal with such oppression, this week’s class discussion of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Critical A</i>pproaches has helped to clarify some of the questions. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Hegemony</i> (a factor in the functions of
ideology) is a term used to describe ones willingness to participate in their
own oppression. This concept reinforces managerial control as an employee
shamelessly accepts the legitimacy of an organization’s rules without question,
and follows them. By not questioning the mistreatment and abuse of power
practiced by her managers, my friend is participating in her own
oppression.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By not standing up for
herself and listening to the internal voice that is screaming at her to ‘do
something!’ she is denying herself access to the potential happiness and
satisfaction that can be discovered through accomplishment and work. </div>
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According
to <a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/basics/motivation">Phsychology Today</a>,
Motivation is literally the desire to do things. It's the difference between
waking up before dawn to pound the pavement and lazing around the house all
day. It's the crucial element in setting and attaining goals. While rules and
consequences are essential to the success of an organizational structure, I
believe that motivation (in the workplace) should be characterized by positive
reinforcement not fear of punishment. Not many people enjoy living in fear and
working with the constant burden of having to prove yourself. This often creates
a hierarchical power structure in which managers hold the authority. Thus producing
a negative working environment in which the damages have an incessant impact on
the employees at the bottom. </div>
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these are the means by which we measure and categorize our experiences. Our
knowledge of the world depends on these modes of perception. From these
interactions with sensory experiences, we draw conclusions. We make judgments.
We form opinions. Directly these inferences are drawn from the messages we
receive through sensory input.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Indirectly they are the result of the feelings we attribute to different
outcomes of sensory interaction. We are constantly drawing conclusions based on
how we ‘feel.’ </span><br />
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term, <i>ambiance</i>? Does the phrase, “oh
that restaurant has such a nice ambiance!” ring a bell? Ambiance is more than
just a fancy word to describe the physical structure/atmosphere of an
organization. Ambiance incorporates character and is defined by the ‘feelings’
gained through our experiences with sensory input.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How do you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">feel</i>
when you walk into a room? What emotions do you attribute to the experience? </span></div>
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When you walk into a restaurant you don’t automatically experience it all at
once. Sure the physical layout plays a significant role in shaping your
attitude towards the location. But, you most likely aren’t going to make a
decision regarding a second visit without first taking the time to fully
experience. You take in the atmosphere in (décor, furniture, attire)- what kind
of environment does it promote? You look at the menu, you taste the food, and
you interact with the staff; Everything contributes to emotions conveyed by the
overall experience. After enjoying your meal, you might feel more apt to either
recommend or oppose this restaurant in the future.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ambiance is shaped by both physical interaction and
emotional experience.</span></div>
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emotion and make a connection with its customers that goes beyond physical
impressions it becomes more than just a business.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Creating an ambiance that draws people in and creating an
atmosphere that keeps customers coming back is a challenging task to assume,
but when accomplished it works in everyone’s favor. </span></div>
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That is the slogan of Interzone Café- the attitude it strives to embody and
provide. Keeping it`s customers wired, literally, through complementary
Internet access, wireless hookups, and space ideal for getting in the zone and
hitting the books.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Keeping
customers wired with its unique specialty drink menu (honey cardamom latte,
anyone?!) and a selection of over TEN different coffee roasts daily (freshly
brewed and pressed at your request). Keeping customers wired through the unique
energy and quirky atmosphere it provides to all who enter this seemingly
commonplace corner coffee shop. </span><span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"></span></div>
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present in this place. Holism in that, standing alone the mustard yellow wall,
purple door trims, mismatched chairs, cracked wood furniture, and occasional
potted plants do little to attract attention. But, when thrown together, they
work in unison to create an eclectic ambiance consistent throughout the
entirety of the organization. All layers of the Interzone organization seem to
embrace this uniquely spunky, free-spirited, and <a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/au+naturel"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: blue; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">au naturel</span></i></a>
attitude that is a welcome change from the more commonplace coffee houses in
Corvallis. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"><a href="http://www.valuebasedmanagement.net/methods_schein_three_levels_culture.html"><span style="color: blue; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">According to Schein`s Onion Model</span></a>,
organizational culture is governed by three main levels that create an
environment equipped to generate success. These levels are present in the
organizational structure at Interzone Café. The Artifacts represent the most
observable aspects of the culture at Interzone. This includes the multicolored
walls, casual employee dress, Bohemian décor, compost bins, and <a href="http://interzoneorganic.com/menu.html"><span style="color: blue; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">organic/vegan/veggie menu options</span></a>. The second
level is Values.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The free-spirited
welcoming attitudes of employees, healthful focus, environmental consciousness,
and <a href="http://interzoneorganic.com/gallery.html"><span style="color: blue; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">artistic mood</span></a> all contribute to the core values
held by the staff and company as a whole.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Finally, Assumptions represent the innermost core of the Interzone
organization. These are the roots; such as happiness, energy, and health, that
drive the values embodied by the overall experience. Individually these aspects
hold little significance but as a whole they create the culture at Interzone-
one that draws people in and keeps them coming back for more. </span><span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Most people tend to approach “health”
as a strictly physical concept. We turn our focus towards the tangible elements
such as food and exercise as we blindly embark on this journey towards health.
These actions; though fueled by healthy desires, often assume damaging roles.
In an effort to get fit, many people find themselves caught up in a struggle to
either maintain or attain some unrealistic level of physical idealism. We have
been misguided by social messages suggesting that the photo-shopped,
airbrushed, and dangerously thin images in the media are beautiful and healthy.
We have been convinced that we can achieve these ideal standards through
self-control, diet, and exercise. We have been cultured to believe that
external measurements and physical indicators are the sole definition of a
healthy individual. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">We seem to approach health with this
attitude of ‘what you see is what you get.’ In simple terms: If you look good
on the outside, you are considered to be in good physical shape and therefore
categorized as a healthy individual. With that said, we often allow our
physical self to define what we are and how we feel, regardless of what is
going on internally. It’s not merely about being thin, toned, cut, built etc.
Healthy comes in all different shapes and sizes. Yes those are indicators, and
a means of measuring our physical progress. However, health is far more than a
strictly physical concept. By definition, the term ‘health’ is a noun
characterized by soundness of body and MIND; and freedom from disease and
ailment. Ironically, this definition speaks nothing of external presentation or
physical perfection as a measure of true health. Yet that seems to be our
focus, obsession, and inspiration. So…why the delusion?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Relationships. How others perceive
us… seems to be a major concern when it comes to looking our best. We
want acceptance. We want others to see us as attractive. With this attitude of
constantly seeking the approval of others comes a tendency to ignore OUR own
desires as we lose touch with our bodies` natural rhythm. When we approach
health with this attitude it seems to go against the core values of this
healthy lifestyle because it becomes more difficult to listen to that internal
voice. The internal voice that plays a vital role in providing feedback
and keeping us in touch with our bodies wants/needs/desires serving as a key
component to maintaining wellness. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Achieving optimal health requires
soundness of body and mind. The two are rooted together: one cannot exist
completely, without the other. Maintaining physical fitness starts with a sound mind. Our emotional health and mental state play equally
essential rolls in shaping overall wellness. It is difficult to meet our bodies’
physical demands when we are not in tune with our emotional needs. Lets
go back to this idea of relationships. Previously I mentioned the influence of
relationships, over our health, in a somewhat negative light. Aside from these
pressures, relationships can also take on a positive role. Our attitudes and
approach to social relationships play a role in shaping who we are. As humans
beings we are social creatures… we strive on social interactions and require
positive relationships in order to maintain happiness and optimal emotional
health. The people in our lives have the power to enhance our progress on our
constantly evolving journey towards health. Positive relationships should
encourage us to pursue happiness through self-acceptance and healthy choices.
We need these relationships.
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Keeping in mind the prompt for this
post and the fact that I am actually being graded on this assignment I must
link my personal reflection back to this weeks class reading. Once again
I will examine this concept of relationships. Our need for healthy
relationships extends beyond the limits of our personal lives. Professional
relationships are arguably the most essential component affecting satisfaction
in the workplace. Strong positive relationships at work lead to success
but also happiness. This means open communication and mutual
relationships that are built on trust and understanding. Through entrusting
much responsibility on its employees and rewarding them with many benefits
Zappos shoe company is the epitome of successful company focused on the
individuals and how relationships have the power to positively impact the
company as a whole. IN contrast the point I made previously regarding
relationships and our desire to be something (healthy) for others, parallels a
more classical approach to communication. This form is focused on rules and
hierarchies and it tends to disregard the needs and desires of the individuals.
People`s individual needs and happiness are of little concern when compared to
the overall progress of the organization as a whole. I think of this lack
of respect and concern for the individuals needs as a representation of
ignorance. Ignorance similar to that of an individual who ignores their
internal cues in favor of presenting themselves, to others, in the most
favorable way possible. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">When surrounded by people you enjoy
being with and people who poses the potential to have appositive impact on your
life, happiness becomes a natural consequence. Thus enhancing our journey
and progress towards self-discovery and attaining optimal health and wellness. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089484510655127933.post-1081630862026529792013-04-08T22:01:00.000-07:002013-05-16T15:16:39.933-07:00When Thin is IN.. media and motivations<br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">NEWS FLASH: thin is in, folks. When you look good you feel good. You are what you eat. These messages have been engraved in us. WE are a society obsessed with achieving 'health'. Unfortunately our attitudes and focuses surrounding this issue of what it means to be healthy are somewhat skewed. How do we define this ideal of "health" and how do we know that it has been attained? Social media sure has a way of convincing us that it has the answers. Health and fitness magazines line the shelves of nearly every supermarket, drug, and convenience store. Even the magazines that do not imply a health/fitness focus, in the title, will make some sort of weightloss claim or advertisement. But what is healthy?</span></span><br />
<a name='more'></a><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Does it mean being 5'10"and fitting into those size zero skinny jeans? Or, what about being able to stand up ankle-to-ankle and not having your thighs touch? It might mean, following a ten day liquid detox? Or it could be as simple as cutting out all fat from your diet... fat is bad, we don't need it! What about the Atkins diet? The progression of social media has completely changed the health and fitness industry. Prior to this "boom" in access to information... if we had a question regarding our health we would most likely visit a doctor and seek out professional recommendations. Today, the internet makes it so convenient to 'just Google it.' And so.. we ask Google, and the search results come back with hundreds upon thousands of answers. Sure, we have all this information at our disposal, but what do we do with it? The problem with asking Google and/or other internet search engines questions regarding health, is that it will give us the generic answer-mathematical answers, black and white scenarios when indeed the focus of health should be completely specific to the individual and their circumstances. The computer does not know you personally. According to Maslow`s hierarchy of needs chart, both esteem and self actualization are higher order priorities. That is these are held with the highest regards to the individual. Health is at the root of our strong desire to fulfill esteem needs. As mentioned previously, when we look good we feel good, right? Furthermore, as human beings and social creatures we are driven by our desire to progress... improve...be the best that we can be. That starts with health. </span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10743357885990614325noreply@blogger.com1