Introspection - A Powerful Self-Improvement Technique


We tend to look outside of ourselves for answers to problems.  It’s just easier to say that someone or something else is responsible for a communication breakdown or misunderstanding.  It takes practice to look at our interpersonal interactions in a more responsible and honest way, but the rewards are well worth it.

Introspection, the process of observing one’s own life, can help you understand your motives, psychology and self-image, which effectively allows you to also change them.  If you want to understand how something works, you study it.  Introspection is just that - a sort of research we are doing on ourselves.  Through meditating and envisioning our actions throughout the day, we learn more about who we are, which allows us to change things we don’t like and improve on things about ourselves that we do. 

Looking inside of myself like this, has resulted in a greater peace in life for me.  By looking at how I have acted through the day, I have become more aware and feel like a happier person.  It feels good understanding myself, making it not so painful after all to take responsibility for my weaknesses and failures. 

Although facing your weaknesses does make you stronger, this practice is not about dwelling on the past and your shortcomings.  When you come across something about yourself that you don’t like, it becomes much easier to just change it and avoid it in the future.  Introspection allows you to react to situations in more controlled and predictable way and makes it less confusing to talk about your feelings with other people.

Studying your own life can also be a great way to discover and focus on an interest or skill, which could lead to all sorts of new and positive experiences and behavior.  The self-confidence of introspection gives you the power to act on things you discover that you enjoy.

Practicing Introspection
The more you understand about yourself and the world, the more you will be able to get out of it.  If you want to start practicing introspection and open up new possibilities for yourself, start by setting aside 10 minutes of the day for yourself.

Once you are seated comfortably in a quiet place, close your eyes and take a few deeps breaths to relax.  Start replaying your day in your head as it happened, envisioning everything you did in as much detail as you can recall.  

It should flow like a movie, complete with details, like what was playing on the radio and in what sequence, exactly what you wore, the exact words you used, etc.  Skip things you get caught up on and try and visualize your day as if you were an outsider looking in. 

Each week you can add new techniques to your practice, including:
  • Stopping the film when you notice you do something you don’t like.  Tell yourself you want to do less of that.
  • Stopping the film when you do something you like.  Tell yourself you want to do more of that.
  • Ask yourself questions, such as why you act certain ways.
  • Substitute new behaviors for old ones – embed a new clip altogether or replace one you want to leave on the cutting room floor.

The Countryside of the North Georgia Mountains

I spent the last four days in a private cabin between Cleveland and Helen, GA. It's a perfect time of year to enjoy the cold, dark beers of Helen's Oktoberfest and a hot jacuzzi, like the one in my cabin.

With all of the recent rain and cool weather, the leaves are starting to change and the feeling of Fall is in the air. It was a crisp morning like this, that I went out looking for some corn husks for projects with the kids.

Every road I ventured down on my adventure that morning was full of surprises. Like this one, about five miles out of Helen, on a road where I had bought several stalks of corn for a dollar.

The huge tree in this picture caught my eye right away. Or 'trees', I guess I should say... You see, because after getting out of the car and walking closer, I found that this was not one, but two trees. They came out of the ground side by side, but remained separate for only a few feet, before wrapping themselves together in a way that they interpenetrated each other completely, becoming one single tree.

The living half of the tree continued to grow and was full of leaves, while the other had died and its branches remained bare.

It was beautiful.

Enjoy!

Ringing in the Autumn Equinox with Corn Husk Crafts

I found plenty of corn husks & other decorations to make a few neat items here at a small cabin in the North Georgia Mountains, which I spontaneously rented for the next few days.

I soaked some dried husks in 3 tsp RIT dye & 2 cups warm water for about an hour. I then laid them out to dry a bit and started forming them into cute corn husk dolls and flowers.

The husks are easy to work with, especially with some twine and a good pair of scissors. I used craft glue and hot glue to put everything together, then hung them throughout the cabin.

My favorite: my cute little kitchen witch - I'm sure she'll bring plenty of blessings to my home. :)

Tree Magic

The wood of an oak tree is said to provide powerful protection, and was even used in the armor of warriors centuries ago. Interestingly, those suits of armor still remain mostly unscathed.

Burying the acorn of an oak tree, during the waxing moon, is believed by gypsies to bring you gold. Be on the lookout for a windy day this Autumn, then spend a few minutes under one of these beautiful trees - you'll be surprised by the treasures that await you.

The Alamo ~ Drawing a Line in the Sand

As legend has it, Colonel Travis drew a line in the dirt at The Alamo when the fort had been surrounded and his forces faced certain defeat.

He asked his men, which included famed hillbilly hero & frontiersman Davy Crockett, to volunteer to join him in battle. All but one, made the decision to stay and fight.

Although the fort was eventually taken over and all of Travis' men killed, these hallowed grounds still represent the epitome of courage and sacrifice.

The Alamo is also home to beautiful statues of gods, goddesses and fearless men and their calvary, all reminders of the proverbial "Line in the Sand", which dates back to ancient Greece.

I thoroughly enjoyed spending time here at this shrine to irreversible and permanent decisions.





Grounding, Clearing Energies & All Things Hokey

I've been reading a book lately called Energy Work, by (oopsie, forgot & can't find the book). For the first time in a long time, I have been really patient working my way through its pages. One exercise after another, I have diligently completed. Some of them taking a up to a week to get done (finding the time or supplies).

I doubt I'm even 50 pages through it, but I am shocked at the results of time have spent understanding the concepts of energy.

Even though I had my doubts, I tried out the first exercise of "clearing my energies." It was really just a long meditation where you are supposed to close your eyes and see with your minds eye, these 7 energy centers in your body called Chakras, each with it's own coordinating color.

So, I went through the motions after have read a few pages over and over again. I lit a certain color candle, particular incense and so on. I then sat there and relaxed with my eyes closed. I tried really hard to see these colors the text swore I'd see if I tried hard enough.

After what seemed liked an eternity, but was probably only 5 minutes in all reality, I did "see" these colors they talked about. I have to admit, I know I sound completely nuts at this point, but this experience was very real for me, plus this guy has a book, so I'm sort of just assuming that this could at least be possible.

The colors seemed dark to me at first, so I followed the instructions and imagined that I had roots from my feet, growing deep into the Earth. And, I was to envision that from these roots, came a bright light of energy that grew up into my body, cleaning each energy center and filling it with a new, pure energy.

Sounds cooky right? I swear, I thought so too. But, I worked through each color of the rainbow, from my sacrum, to the top of my head, and have felt completely different since.

I have meditated in the same way since, as well as worked through other parts of the book. All-in-all, I feel more focused and driven at work, I have slept better and I feel very in control of events going on around me.

I am the farthest thing from a lifecoach, but, I do recommend this "spiritual colonics," as I've come to call it, for anyone wanting to open more possibilities for themselves.

I have continued to employee the follow up techniques of reminding myself of these "roots" I now have running from my legs and through the Earth. I have noticed that I stand taller, walk with more confidence and just feel better at the end of the day. As hokey as it may seem, I am good with the results, so I'm going to keep it up.

Note on the pic: The tree in this picture stands in my backyard. The vines that have embedded themselves into the branches, remind me daily to practice my new-found skill of "grounding."

Tybee Island - A refreshing weekend getaway

I jumped in the car yesterday afternoon, pulled up the GPS, set my targets on the Ocean and was Savannah-bound within seconds.

I continued through Savannah and onto Tybee Island, arriving after dark. With the sky dark with clouds, it was impossible to see anything at the beach, so all I could do was listen...

I sat at the beach in the dark, taking in what I could - the smell and taste of the air, the cool sand on my feet and sounds of the waves crashing against the shore. I "saw" the beach in a whole new and very memorable way.

I was excited and overwhelmed with the beautiful site of the beach this morning and spent my morning coffee on the sand. I swam for a while, collected seashells and snapped a few pics.

In one of the pictures (shown here), the water looked black under the overcast sky. Although the sky was swallowed up by the clouds, the sun managed to peak through, right there where I was sitting, lighting up the water right in front of me.

It seems everywhere I turn, Mother Nature is pointing out to me that there is an important balance between dark and light. :)

Enjoy!

A few videos to share

The rest of my videos can be seen at youtube.com/80cures... Enjoy! *** MY NIECE IN PORTAGE VALLEY, WHERE I WAS CAMPING IN JUNE THIS YEAR - THE GLACIER WATER WAS MAGICAL! I MET SOME HYSTERICAL KIDS CAMPING IN DAHLONEGA LAST WEEKEND. THE LAST 2 SECONDS OF AUDIO IN THIS VIDEO ARE PRICELESS. :)

A few pics, 1 great recipe

Great Grandma Susie in front of her cafe in Cuba, MO in the 1930's.

The original Susie's Cafe sign hanging in my kitchen.

~Grandma Susie's Pie Crust~
Crumble together 1 C Flour, pinch of salt & sugar, & 1/3 C Lard.

Add ice cold water, 1 Tbsp at a time, until a soft ball forms.

Roll out & freeze or bake right away.

Homemade Paper

I reused an old leather jacket to create my own book cover. So, I decided to fill it with paper I made myself too.

I tore up 2 rolls of toilet paper and threw them in a 5 gallon bucket along with a few gallons of water.

I mixed in 2 ml of peppermint essential oil (for protection) and a handful of rose buds (love), then blended this slop in a blender for about 45 seconds on high.

After leaving the bucket in the moonlight for one night, I filled the bathtub with 3" water and poured in the contents.

Next, I took a small screen I bought at the Habitat for Humanity Re-Use Store and dipped it about 1" down on the top of the water and slowly pulled it out.

A laid a towel over the entire screen, carried it outside and inverted it on the deck. I placed several subsequent sheets directly on the 1st in the same way.

The result: a stack of wet sheets of paper (picture below).

After drying, I will cut the paper into pages for my new book. This rose and peppermint- infused paper will also work great for love letters... guess I'll save some just in case. :)

Remedies #21 - 22- Bronchitis & Rosacea Relief

Remedy #21: Bronchitis
Use a combination of extract from pine, eucalyptus and a citrus oil to help alleviate common symptoms associated with a respiratory condition.

Remedy #22: Rosacea
Green tea, oatmeal and licorice.
Steep licorice root in green tea. Make 1 cup oatmeal, using green tea in place of water. Blend well. Add a tablespoon of honey for softer skin. Keep refrigerated. Cleanse and rinse well daily.

Trees have hands too. :)

I caught myself referring to "trees holding my hands" a few days ago.  I was telling someone a story of climbing a waterfall in Alaska.  I mentioned that I didn't have any fear because I was holding the trees' hands all the way up.  I corrected myself and said branches, but we both giggled anyway, I guess at how silly it sounded.  Then I came across this picture and couldn't resist reposting it.

Enjoy!

Blessings are meant to be counted

Last week I saw an episode of the reality show, Trading Spouses or something like that - my stepfather calls it "Swappin' Bitches."  lol!  :)  It featured this outdoorsy-type mom from Massachusetts staying with a family in South Atlanta.  These kids were so spoiled and disrespectful of their hardworking parents.  This woman gave them a what-for though at the dinner table one night - telling the children of a time in her life when her husband lost his job and her son's bed was repossessed.  Through her tears, she told them how lucky they were and how they needed to appreciate what they did have, rather than spending all of their time fussing about what they didn't have.

It was a tear jerker for sure, but a few days later I witnessed a situation of similar emotional magnitude.  I was camping and met a family of four who called a campground home.

The father, head held low with self-defeat, when he told me that his family had been staying in a tent for a month.  But, then he said that he had just got a camper that day.  The wife and children were obviously excited by their patriarch's accomplishment and his face lit up when he spoke of specifications of their new digs.

The two little girls of this family talked of their day in school, drew pictures instead of playing video games and entertained themselves by dancing, playing in the dirt and smashing rocks.  They were fascinated with my nail polish and going through my supply of nail decorations and paints thrilled them.  They were genuinely happy with these things and didn't seem to miss the computers and 4-wheelers their friends probably had at home.

It was encouraging and refreshing to meet people with a different level of appreciation for the simple things in life.  Thankfulness shouldn't be underestimated, as there is power in counting your blessings.

The Blue Moon at Etowah River Campground

It had been a while since I had jumped in the car and just headed out - no direction, no expectations and no idea where I would stay that night.  

So, Friday afternoon, I did just that.  Everything at home was taken care of and I didn't have to work that day, so by 1pm, I was packing my trusty air mattress and a few things to head out of town and discover something new, plus to find a really cool spot to spend that blue moon night.

I wanted to go rock hunting for some reason.  I thought it'd be neat to discover a cool geode or interesting crystal, in the place where they actually come from  - not from the typical places I get such things, like a psychic fair, the flea market or the bookstore.  So, after a few Google searches, I knew I needed to head for the North Georgia Mountains - the Appalachian Foothills.  

I spent most of my time on GA400 driving and talking on the phone to my kids.  Ok, talking is putting it lightly.  I do believe at one point I was yelling.  :(  I was getting frustrated and losing my cool completely because it seemed like absolutely no one could help me find a camping spot around the Dahlonega, GA area, the place I had decided to stay because of all of the old gold mines there.

So, when I finally called the Georgia State Parks reservation line, I thought the day had been saved.  But, nope - their computer system was down and they couldn't help me a bit.  OMG - I started to get so irritated.  Arrggghhh!

There was obviously something greater at work here than I knew.  It seemed like there was a tug-o-war going on between me and some kind of force.  I finally just gave into that and just started driving - something that has never failed me in the past.  This time was no exception.

After making one final stop for bugspray, ice, beer and steaks (the camping must-haves), I just let go of the frustration and started enjoying the scenery and didn't worry one more bit about where I would sleep.

After taking a few side roads along the way and exploring the Northwest side of Lake Lanier, I went through a really cool ghost town, Auraria.  There are a few buildings still standing in what was once a town of gold miners.  I didn't stop and take pictures like I would normally, figuring I would come back at some point over the next few days.

I was on a rural highway somewhere, I have no idea exactly where and haven't been able to find the spot again since it happened.  It was still early and I had not quite reached my destination yet, but for some reason, I was compelled to pull off at this little convenience store.

I got out, stretched my legs and almost got back in the car.  I had plenty of cold drinks and snacks and I had my GPS, so I didn't really have a good reason to go in there at that moment, but I did anyway.  I guess I figured I'd buy some candy or something and maybe let Rita out for a minute.

So, I went into the store and instead of shopping, I got in line.  Then a man got in line behind me.  I had nothing in my hands to buy and I guess was just going to ask the cashier for something interesting to see in the area.  Instead, I turned to the man behind me and out my mouth came the question if he knew a good place to camp.  

I didn't know why at the time, but he was visibly startled and fumbled for words and then finally told me that he just happened to own the campground in town.  He said if I followed him, he'd take me there.  So, I exited the line, went and got in my car and waited for him to pull out in his truck.  I then followed him a few miles away, down windy country roads, to the Etowah River Campground.

Turns out, this place was just a few miles from Dahlonega and is in an incredibly serene location, right on the river.  The park is well-kept and the people friendly.  I didn't know any of that when I started following him though.  And, as Darrell (that's his name btw) and I later discussed, I had no reason to believe that he wasn't going to murder me or something - he was a complete stranger, telling me to follow him into the woods.  I think moms warn their kids against doing stupid shit like this.  Not this mom, but most moms-ya, probably on the list of "I'll kill you if you're not already dead" kinda things.

Within just a few minutes of setting up camp in an isolated primitive spot, the kids just started congregating around me.  There was this one little girl who I connected with right away.  We were talking like we were old friends.  She was 9, blond, bossy and had a stroller-riding chihuahua named Bandit.  She was an old soul and she oozed with character.

Turns out this brilliant little girl was Darrell and Jaki's daughter, the owners of the campground.  

I fell asleep under her glow with the sound of crickets and children playing in the moonlight.

I woke up early the next morning, ready to discover something new and exciting.  Unfortunately, within hours, Rita was throwing up.  Poor thing had obviously eaten something she shouldn't have, so we sadly had to pack up and head home 2 whole days ahead of time.

Who knows, maybe there was just as much reason for me leaving early, as there was for me finding the wonderful place to begin with.  I hope to go back soon.  The campground is a mix of residents and travelers, the facilities are really decent and there is so much to discover in the area.  Fortunately, I did get to explore a while before Rita had us headed home, adventures that I will recap in another posting soon.

If you ever have a chance, please go meet these great people and enjoy the relaxed and safe environment at the Etowah River Campground (www.etowahrivercampground.com).

It's possible that the kids liked me because I let them play with fire, listen to raunchy music & fill up on cookies.