Oct 102017
 

Well, it has indeed been a while since I last posted This Week’s Workouts as I have been rather sporadic in my workout routine. Also, not having a gym makes it more challenging. Although I do tend to walk quite a bit every day, this maintains my weight but does not do much for tone or my idea of ‘fitness’.

Therefore, as I set out to do early last week, I have gone back to meditating and doing yoga regularly. With a slight hiatus starting early for the long weekend, I did manage to get myself onto the mat a few times.

So, here’s what I did last week, so technically this is a LWWs post. πŸ˜›

Monday (Oct 3)

  • Meditation for 15 minutes
  • Vjnana Manual Monday practice (35mins)

Tuesday (Oct 4)

  • Meditation for 20 minutes (Tara Brach)
  • Vjnana Manual Tuesday practice (25mins)

Wednesday (Oct 5)

  • Meditation for 22 minutes (Tara Brach)
  • Vjnana Manual Wednesday practice (35mins)

I am satisfied with the start at least! πŸ˜€

~T πŸ˜€

Oct 062017
 

It has now been two months since we left the desert and all that life there encompassed. The last year or so proved to be the most challenging of times because living outside of the bubble, that most expats survive in to convince themselves that being there is worthwhile, causes your eyes to open and never be shut again.

While we may have read stories in the papers or heard them from third, fourth or more sources, we tend to never believe that bad things – life changing things – can happen to you. The truth is that as long as you stay within the confines of the bubble, these bad things never happen.

Now, there is a lot of personal responsibility that must be taken before this story begins.

On my end, I lived and worked where my salary was never going to be higher as all of my living expenses were basically covered. A more responsible adult would have been more frugal and financially responsible to put money away for those rainy days that inevitably come or the challenging periods that could happen in life.

I did not.

I traveled. I fully enjoyed life and absolutely lived beyond my means despite the extravagance of my income. I admit it. However, I do not regret it. Sure, it would be nice to own a piece of property that would have been an investment. Or, it might be more comforting to my parents and those who are fiscally-minded if I had a sweet cushion to fall back on should something happen to me.

Still, that is not how I have ever thought about money or life. I cannot take it with me. If I get terminally ill, I will not fight it for when the time comes then so be it.

That’s not to say that I do not appreciate the wisdom behind having ‘rainy day’ money. Our recent experience has hit that home for me – it only took about 20 years, but hey….it’s never too late, right?!

So, back to the fact that I take full responsibility for not having the financial freedom one would expect of me after eight years of bubble living.

For my husband’s side, he has to take his own responsibility for his part.

When we met, I also knew that money was going to be a concern for us as neither of us had a proven track record of being overly mindful about it. Still, love is truly blind and when you decide you want to spend the rest of your life with someone nothing else really seems so important.

Still…when your partner is in a business that is commission-based and living in a country where debts and laws are made and enforced on the whim of the person whom you encounter, there is a constant risk being taken. Sometimes you are lucky to escape and others times….

Well, this is where the story continues next time….

~T πŸ˜€

Oct 042017
 

Although I have been quiet here with my up and down pattern of writing or promising to write regularly again, I did manage to get an article written last month for April Magazine.

This is the beginning of a series that I will be writing on Spiritual Wellbeing.

In some ways it is rather ironic given my life has gone topsy-turvy lately, but then again perhaps it is just the perspective I need to be able to write something worthwhile for readers. It also seems to be a good catalyst for getting me back on track so that I am not a writing hypocrite. πŸ˜›

In any case, it’s a new month. Fall has arrived and I am coming to terms with the concept of ‘cool’ and ‘cold’ that does not involve a blasting AC system. πŸ˜‰

Still much ahead and the wheels continue to turn in my head with ideas and more ideas and more ideas!!!

~T πŸ˜€

Sep 302017
 

These days we are so into being ‘busy’ and complain about how we must surely be more ‘tired’ and ‘stressed’ than everyone else. In competing for the worst life situation, we create personalities that never learn how to relax and rest.

As an introvert, this is nearly impossible to maintain.

Luckily, being regularly considered odd and somewhat ‘eccentric’ provides me the luxury of using it to my advantage. This means that I work a little bit hard most of the time, now and then I also work extremely hard at resting.

Yesterday was one of those days. Although I still did some housework, I basically rested in bed all day watching TV shows on my iPad. I slept as I felt necessary. I ate when I felt hungry. I drank what I wanted as the mood moved me. By the end of the day I was refreshed and ready to rejoin the world.

On the outside, the time looks completely unproductive and worthless. However, on the inside, it was an amazing time spent in my company according to my own desires.

One thought that did come to me are some decisions regarding my mental health, so starting next week, I will be putting myself onto a regular yoga and meditation schedule with the goal of starting to come off my meds. Although I thought that I would wait until the end of the year, there is a nagging voice in my head saying that if I have good mental health and practice, I do not need chemical help. So, I feel it is time to walk the talk. πŸ˜€

So, these days of rest are extremely vital and I shall regularly schedule them in from now on!

~T πŸ˜€

Sep 282017
 

Well, the best laid plans as they say….

I have not quite gotten myself into the right routine just yet. Every time I think that I have a handle on things, something spins me around to distract me from my plans.

It seems that the meds are still requiring a bit to get used to. In fact, I have considered going off of them already, but feel that perhaps three months is not quite sufficient enough…I need to do some research on this to confirm. The main thing is that thoughts do not stay long enough in my mind, which can be quite helpful at some times but overall annoys me because I do not know if it is part of my aging process or unnatural! πŸ˜›

Anyway, I have not been doing much proper free-flowing writing lately but as I always revert back eventually, I am not worried. πŸ˜€

So, that’s the update for the moment. πŸ˜‰

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 08:49
Sep 192017
 

Well, the month has passed by rather quickly.

I have found a makeshift sense of routine thanks to the world of cafes and my BFF. Without wifi at home I have to make do with wherever I can find free options. πŸ˜‰

After spending a number of days sleeping and allowing my brain some peace, I have returned to the ‘adult’ world of getting up at reasonable hours and focusing more on work. The balance is that I still have freedom to watch my TV shows while working and relax in working online rather than having to commute into town. πŸ˜€

So, now that I have worked out how to ‘work’ I can now add in my writing time again. We shall see how we progress!

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 08:17
Aug 182017
 

Most of my days involve a visit to a cafΓ© of some sort – and when I say of some sort, I generally mean Starbucks… 🀣

Life in Tokyo is spent mostly out of the house. There are a few reasons for this. The top being the size of ‘home’ and the distance of ‘home’ from where one works or is playing.

At the moment, we fall into the former of these two options because the latter is not true as we are styaing in an amazing location making it quite convenient for both work and play. Hopefully, by early next month this will be reversed – though it will still be convenient; just a bit less so.

So, although my Cancerian introverted nature sometimes keeps me indoors to enjoy the comfort of ‘home’, most of the time I need to get out to breathe fresh air and stretch my legs.

Granted, my closest coffee shop is not that far from ‘home’ and I frequent it regularly. Still, I have so many options in the area that I can mix it up should I be feeling adventurous in the day!

Perhaps because my formative adult years were spent here in Japan, I have such a love of the cafΓ© way of life. I can work much easier, focus more and relax comfortably in any one of the places here – Starbucks or not. Perhaps this is because almost everyone else around me is doing the same. Business men stop in for a quick break from work and read a few pages of a novel while they enjoy their cup of coffee. Young people are here studying or even possibly working. Ladies come in for a chat or also a break from shopping, work, or life in general. It’s a happy place for all!

Even when I have my headphones to block out other sounds, I still find myself better able to focus and let my mind flow in this kind of environment. It’s lovely.

Soon, I will be working full-time and missing this kind of lifestyle – though I’m sure I’ll still make regular stops breaking up the day or waiting between classes. Still, in the meantime, I am enjoying this to the fullest!

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 10:28
Aug 112017
 

We move in circles
-Around the sun
-Around each other
-Around ourselves

We walk in winding paths
-Towards our fate
-Towards that pot of gold
-Towards the grave

We rush through life
-searching for success
-searching for love
-searching for ourselves

We talk
-in circles
-in winding paths
-in a rushing of life

Yet we end up where we started, lost on our paths, talking about nothing as life rushes us by.

What have we found?
What have we missed?
What have we achieved?

~T
August 10, 2017

 Posted by at 04:35
Aug 102017
 

Well, sadly Pippi and Mia are no longer our babies. We hope that they have already found or will soon find a loving family to take care of them and give them a chance to share their love.

While we really truly wanted to take the fur balls with us wherever we planned to go, Japan was the one complicated place. Upon doing some research, I found that they would have to be in quarantine for nearly six months which we would have to pay for. Then, even if we managed to do that, it would be a challenge to find a place that would be willing to rent to us as foreigners plus with cats….😿😿

So, with stoicism we handed them over in Abu Dhabi wishing them lots of love and happiness.😽😽

I will miss their warmth, craziness and love as they really kept me company in the difficult months and while working at home the past year especially. 😻😻

This is the reality of a transient life…. We have agreed the only pet we will accept while here are fish…. Once we decide to retire and have a regular home, then we will get new pets again.

Until then….😿😿

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 09:04
Aug 092017
 

A new sense of normal is finding its way back to my life.

I am walking outside again. I am listening to music again. I am writing again. I am smiling more. I am finding happy places. I am hopeful and excited again.

How long has it been since I felt this way? What was missing? Or rather, what was holding me back?

There is still a cloud that hangs over me. This morning I still struggled to get out of bed so I allowed myself to go slowly and sleep a bit more without guilt or worry. After all, I do not have a schedule to be on nor do I have to worry about work yet. Therefore, I can give myself this time to let life energy fill me again. These pieces of who I am are starting to return to me again.

Although when I lived in Japan before there was much that bothered me or that I did not appreciate, it was also filled with memories of a past way of life. Upon returning, I am starting to feel it is a bit more like "home" than my actual home. The past memories are there, but faded into the background of another chapter in my life.

In the same way, the UAE chapter is starting to fade.

The oppression, the worry about what I wear, the worry of being on-guard all the time, the stress of life there took a toll especially in the end. While I do have a lot of fond memories of my life there and will miss my friends dearly, it is a relief of an unbelievable amount to be away from it. It is no coincidence that my neck and shoulders are in pain. Aside from my stubbornness in realizing that I am not young anymore and should not try to carry an elephant's weight of things, it is also the beginning of the release of stress that I have been carrying around and starting to loosen up.

So, as I slowly let me return, I am taking my baby steps in recognizing there may be some grey days still, but it's all part of the process that leads to full healing.

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 08:03