Posts Tagged ‘comfort zone’

My Metaphorical Ponies

Monday, April 16th, 2012

Last week was full of hard. Primarily, my shoulder seemed to be in the process of seceding from my body which caused pain and stress and exhaustion. I ditched out on pretty much everything that didn’t directly result in being able to pay my rent and even that I went easy on. (Don’t worry, bills are paid, all is well)

Off the Horsie

Things I didn’t do, that I had totally meant to:

  • Go to school
  • Do some of my math homework
  • Go to the farmers market
  • Go to improv class
  • Write a couple of posts
  • Cook *anything at all*

There was probably more but those are the biggies. I hold myself to a pretty high standard when it comes to school, or most things really, but now I’m talking about school. I expect to work hard and get As; I can, so I do. Only, last week, I couldn’t take notes. I couldn’t ride on the bus or sit in one of those desks.

Preparing to Remount

I have options for taking care of myself and tools that I use, but they take time, and the ivory tower waits for no man, or so I’m told. Then there was improv, which I wanted to go to, but just because I want to do something, doesn’t mean it’s not stressful. As much as I get out of being there and doing all the exercises that we do, it’s emotionally draining. I wasn’t even close to being filled up enough to go.

Everything else on the list-of-things-skipped were workable in one way or another. The homework I skipped was worth 2% of my grade, but it would have taken a total of five hours of my time. While I was cranky about missing the fresh local strawberries at the market, we *do* have a grocery store here. You’ve probably learned by now that I write when I write, and it would happen eventually, like now for instance. And let’s not forget the lovely restaurants downstairs who fed me and how thankful I am that I have that option.

Foot in the Stirrup

But, missing my classes, both academic and personal, that was hard. Not only was I not happy about missing the material and the practice, but it felt like I had jumped my track. Going back felt… weird. Off. Like the judging me that I was doing was actually going on in other people’s heads too. Even though I *know* that’s not true. I’m just not as important to everyone else as I am to myself. Thankfully.

Of course, if I gave in to the weirdness about going back, then I’d be bailing completely, both on the class and on myself. And what, I’m going to stop this early in the game, both for school and preparing for public speaking? Right. So, I figured out what was most important and that was continuing along the path I had set for myself.

And Back in the Pretty Pink Saddle Again

So, those days, the first times going back, that’s all I scheduled for those days, because having that space meant I was that much more likely to follow through. Planning is good, following through is better. Yes, we stumble and yes, we sometimes veer off course. All that means is that it’s time for a redirect, a course correction. And possibly a pot of tea.

I said this recently in the comments on a post somewhere on the interwebs and it bears repeating here: We’re going to fall on our collective asses, repeatedly. And it doesn’t matter one bit. What matters is what happens next. Do we get up and keep going, try again, find a new tactic, or do we stay laying on the ground whinging at the sky? (And, remember, even if you do stay whinging for a while, you can still get up, whenever you want.)

When you do get off course, what is your favorite course correction? And tea, I could use come new recommendations.

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Taking Off the Invisibility Cloak

Tuesday, April 10th, 2012

It’s easier being invisible, blending in, than it is to stand out, to be noticed. Not in that it takes effort to be noticed, but fielding the attention. Especially if you’re not used to it.

Recently I’ve been wearing dresses more often and jeans and tees less. I’ve been putting effort into styling my hair and finding attractive shoes. I haven’t suddenly developed a rare strain of viral vanity; I want to give talks. I want to stand up in front of crowds and be at ease while commanding their attention. Part of it is, of course, knowing my material, but part of it is getting used to being looked at.

Stretch and Twirl, and Stretch

I’m pushing at this particular emotional boundary from a half dozen directions, including practicing awareness of people being aware of me. I’ve been gathering dresses and skirts to replace my jeans. And in the last couple of weeks, I’ve been wearing them on a regular basis.

When you walk through the farmers market in jeans and a tee, no one takes note. When you wear a red halter dress, heads literally turn. A pretty dress says “Look at me” and people do. It’s unnerving at first, but then comes a choice. You can pretend you don’t see, or you can smile and say hello. Admittedly, some days it’s a coin toss as to which I choose.

Presence, it’s a Gift

It’s not about being pretty, it’s about being present. It’s about saying “I am worth noticing”. And there’s nothing easy about it. At least, not for me, not yet. But, the practice is worth the stress, because I’d rather be slightly uncomfortable now and rock being on stage later. Because, the thing is, I am worth noticing. I am worth paying attention to, and that’s what I want to radiate from the stage.

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And, yes some people are douches. Some people shout, what I think are meant to be appreciative comments, though I can’t tell for sure. It all sounds like “Heyschnuffleschnufflehoney!” when they’re in a car and I’m on the sidewalk. God love ‘em, they don’t know any better. If they did they’d enunciate. Or pull over… Come to think of it, I think I’m glad they don’t know any better.

And yes, some people scowl, but their pain is not something I can fix by blending in. And, yes, I do get overwhelmed, and go home and put on pjs and drink copious quantities of hot tea. Because I can walk away whenever I choose.

But, for now, I choose to make an effort to be seen and be comfortable with it. Because each little stretch makes me a little more flexible, both in body and in spirit.

Have you been hiding or making yourself noticeable recently?

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Vulnerability Woman!

Wednesday, April 4th, 2012

This weekend, I started on the first item from my One to Grow On list. I had my first improv class, and my head didn’t explode or anything, though there was a close call.

I’m pretty sure this was an HSP reaction, and not related to the shyness or introversion. We started out with a bunch of games to get us to loosen up. When I type that out, it sounds like a form of torture, while it actually worked well, I promise.

Have you ever taken ice skating lessons? In my first ice skating class, the first thing they did after herding a dozen gangly wobbly children to the middle of the rink was tell us to fall over. Right…… A couple of kids did it, but the rest of us just stared back. We wanted to learn how to skate, we already knew how to fall over. Of course, they wanted to teach us how how to get up, but first, you have to fall over. Repeatedly.

And… Release

A big part of improv is letting go of the preparation, the mental planning that we do all the time. You know how all the relationship experts tell you to really listen and then come up with your response rather than what we naturally do, which is listen to the first bit and then pretend to listen while we start creating our own rebuttal? It’s the same instinct. Our brains want to protect us, they want to keep us from being vulnerable.

The thing is, we’re rarely vulnerable in dangerous ways now. Getting laughed at won’t kill me, so far as I know. And let’s be honest, making myself vulnerable is a big part of what I do. I want you to see me take risks, and sometimes, I want you to see me fall on my ass. Because, as unnerving as it is, I’m always able to get back up, and so are you.

Plaaaaaay Ball!

So, we went through several games designed to make us mentally flail around and get back up. Repeatedly. Toss a ball… ask a dull party question, catch the ball… answer another dull party question. The group’s gotten good at it? Cool, add another ball. Five balls and a hat later, and brain splody was approaching. We also threw noises and skittered around the room trying to find a perfect spot between two other class members who were trying to find a perfect spot between two other class members who were trying to find a perfect spot between two other class members who were trying to find… Right.

It’s impossible to stay completely focused and straight faced under circumstances like those, which was, of course, the point. The more we did these games, the more guarded I became, as my HSP reactions got stronger and stronger.

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The last one before break involved, one person moves around the circle asking a question and the people on the other side of the circle dart around trying to change places without getting caught. If the questioner sees an opening they can dart in and whoever’s stuck in the circle starts asking the question. I stayed perfectly still. There was no way I could have darted anywhere at that point. I was actually wondering if I could finish the class.Then we took a break and I sent the tweet above and something in my brain shifted. I don’t know what happened, but in that fifteen minutes between sessions, I was okay again. It was still unnerving, but we were all in it together. We were all vulnerable.

#Fail

Next came the Failure Bow. It’s exactly what it sounds like, you screw up, you shout “I fail!”, you take a bow. I’m still trying to find phrasing I like better, as I prefer positive wording whenever possible. But here’s the thing, you took the risk and you got the applause, and you keep going. So, love.

We moved on to very short story telling and vignettes, which dropped the overstimulation factor as well. It wasn’t any less unnerving, but easier to practice awareness about, without the added dimension of… activity.

For me, taking improv is about making myself vulnerable, learning to become more comfortable with being in front of an audience, and letting go of planning when I need to be listening.

Do you intentionally make yourself vulnerable? How?

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May You Get What You Deserve

Monday, March 26th, 2012

I’ve been seeing a lot of pins on Pinterest with messages like “You Deserve Everything You Want” and “You Deserve to Be Happy” and every time I see one, I make a face and click away.

You see, as much as I think you are amazing and precious and inspiring, you really only deserve one thing, we all do. You don’t deserve what you want. You don’t even deserve to go after what you want. You deserve the *opportunity* to go after what ever you want.

A Learning Curve

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Because even though it’s worth it, going after what you want is often complicated and difficult, if it wasn’t, you’d probably already have it. And sometimes for whatever reason you have to choose between opportunities. And, on occasion, even though you deserve it, the opportunity has passed or never existed.

People who have a positive outlook find more opportunities than those who have a negative or neutral outlook. And the  good news: you can learn to have a positive outlook.

  • When something crappy happens, look for any good sides, even if it’s just that whatever happened wasn’t worse.
  • Watch what you say. The more you say things like “it’s just my luck”, “this always happens to me”, and “people suck”, the more you reinforce those beliefs.
  • Remember that each event is individual, just because you got splashed by a mud puddle, doesn’t mean that the rest of the day is ruined.
  • Look for the grey, you are not perfect, no one else is either. And the converse is true, you’re not all bad and neither is anyone else.
  • Try laughing when things go wrong. Being irritated doesn’t make whatever it is any better, but laughing at the absurdity can lessen your stress.
  • Take a look at the company you keep. Are your friends positive people?

The Tiniest of Baby Steps

And you can just start with noticing, you don’t have to change anything right now. Or ever if you don’t want to, but if you don’t want to make some changes, this may not be the blog for you.

Fair warning: making these changes will change how you see life and the people around you. I love my life and see so many options and opportunities around me. But, earlier this year, I had to leave a party because every time I asked someone how they were doing, they answers were all the same: “Surviving”. While it’s certainly better than the alternative, just surviving is so far below my line of sight, I really didn’t know how to respond. I still don’t. I want more and I want to be around people who want more.

So tell me, what opportunity are you looking for right now?

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Ready to Take a Risk?

Tuesday, March 20th, 2012

I’ve been poking around quite a bit in psychology recently, what with school and all the reading I do about introverts, emotions, and how brains work. In both my fiction and nonfiction reading, the acronym HALTT has shown up quite a bit recently. It’s also common in the world of recovery. For those who aren’t already familiar with it, it stands for:

  • Hungry
  • Angry
  • Lonely
  • Tired
  • Triggered

As in, if you are in any of these states, your behavior is more likely to be… unlike what you would prefer.

Not for Me

Truth is, I really don’t like HALTT. It’s negative, coming from a place of lack. Keeping an eye out for a deficit does not keep my tanks full, it just keeps them from drying out. And so, I’ve converted HALTT to RISSC, as in, looking at my readiness to take a risk. Which for me, makes tons more sense anyway. It works like this, am I:

  • Rested
  • Interested
  • Sated
  • Supported
  • Content

Because, when my tanks are full, I’m in a much better position to take on the scary. When I have a strong foundation, I can handle it if something goes wrong. When I feel emotionally and physically nourished I am more likely to know when to stop and how much further I want to go.

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The Emotional Symphony

Each part works in concert with another to create what is, in effect, the symphony of that moment. When you’re highly nourished at each level, they combine to form the perfect background for supporting your next choice. And when one is out of harmony, then it can throw the others out of harmony too.

If I’m tired, I’m more likely to make bad choices regarding food. If I haven’t eaten properly, I’m more likely to be distracted and misinterpret what other people say. Those conditions combine to create a place where I have no business making myself vulnerable because I’ll end up defensive on top of everything else.

I’m still learning to see what I need to have in order to set myself up for success when trying something new. I know I’m better off when rested, showered, fed and watered. It helps significantly when my home is clean and organized, too. I like to know as much as possible about what will happen next, whatever “next” happens to mean in that context.

What are your necessary conditions for taking risks?

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+Kathryn Hunter

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Two Faced

Friday, March 16th, 2012

Sometimes it seems like there are (at least) two different versions of me, the one who likes to hang out and be sociable and the one who all but refuses to leave the apartment. In reality, it’s more of a spectrum, from no-human-contact to oh-that-sounds-like-fun-let’s-go, and all the tiny points in between.

I’m at my best when I find my harmony point. Where I can take into account all the other things going on in my day-week-life and realize what events will make me feel good versus those that will make me feel exhausted. Because, they may be the same events, just a difference in the surrounding details.

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I’m My Own Rainbow

And then, there’s the way I am when we first meet, the way I am when I’m in a crowd, the way I am when I’ve know you a while and it’s just us… All different, often *quite* different. I have a friend whose husband thought I didn’t like him because the first two times I met him were large group settings and it was all I could to to remember who everyone was, including myself.

I have another friend who recently told a mutual friend that he thought my quiet side was a front. Heh. That’s cute. I mean, I can see why he would think that. When we first met, I barely said a word. Now he can hardly get me to shut up and he’s seen all the ‘outgoing’ stuff I’ve done over the past couple of years. It could easily look like an effortless transformation if you weren’t in my head and so far, I’m still the only one in here.

But really it’s all me. Just me at different times, in different situations, under different circumstances. We all do it. You don’t act the same way in front of your grandmother as you do with friends you’ve had since Jr. High, do you? Please, say the answer is no. Or that your granny likes to smoke with you behind the garage.

Juuuuuust Right… Now

Different isn’t necessarily wrong. It’s that my variables are different that other people’s. Or even my own, depending on what else I’ve got going on. I can feel like grabbing supper with friends one Friday and not want to leave the house the whole following weekend, just because of a difference in all of the other stuff I had going on each week. And that’s great, because it’s what works for me, as long as I see it and make allowances for my limitations wherever they happen to land at that point.

What about you? Do feel like you should always be the same or have you found your rhythm of differences?

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And One to Grow On

Wednesday, March 7th, 2012

I’m turning 35! This means that I can tick a different box for age range on surveys now. And probably some other stuff to, but mostly after 21, all the cool perks of aging have passed, unless you want to be president, which I don’t.

When I turned 33 I started this blog (Happy Blogiversary!) and made a whole slew of changes and took on loads of lovely fun challenges. When I turned 34 I watched the sun rise from the top of a float in Carnival in Rio de Janeiro. And since then… meh, it feels like I’ve fallen into a rut.

So, I’ve written down 36 things I want to do or try over the next year:

  1. Host a Get Together
  2. Drive a Manual Transmission
  3. Learn to Tell a Story
  4. Fire Poi Spinning
  5. Toast Masters
  6. Singing Lessons
  7. Improv
  8. Aerial Arts
  9. Ballroom Dance
  10. Dance Club
  11. C25K
  12. Give Speech/Talk
  13. Submit Writing
  14. Go up in a Hot Air Balloon
  15. Snow Board
  16. Learn how to make drinks
  17. Paddle Board
  18. Have a full High Tea at The Russian Tea Room
  19. Krav Maga
  20. Capoeira
  21. Tandem Hang Gliding
  22. Learn to Sail
  23. Go Rock Climbing
  24. Rafting
  25. Range Shooting
  26. Parkour
  27. Take a Real Vacation
  28. Have a Spa Day
  29. Attend Awesomeness Fest
  30. Take a Cello Lesson
  31. Evasive Driving
  32. Dive
  33. Shoot Pool
  34. Glass Blowing
  35. Conflict Resolution
  36. Visit Canada

Most of these deserve a bit of explanation, but rather than go through each one now, I’ll give the necessary background in the posts related to each event. Some may be combined, like taking a real vacation, I can see at least ten other options that would work well with that one.

A majority of what’s on this list is stuff that I’ve thought about trying over the years and just never got around to. Well, you only live once and all that, plus, I’m feeling a bit stifled and I just signed another lease, so I need a way to keep having adventures without taking off again.

And I totally reserve the right to change any of these as I see fit. I mean, I am a grown up after all.

I’m curious, what have you been thinking about doing, but just haven’t gotten to, for whatever reason?

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Remember when…

Sunday, January 8th, 2012

I was a little reticent to put up the last post. It can be so easy to say,”Well, yeah, you can do X, look at all the stuff on that list. You’re obviously so much more Y than I am.” Maybe, maybe not.

I may have something you don’t, though. Blog archives.

When I do something that I’m proud of having accomplished, especially related to being shy/HSP/introverted, I usually write about it and post it here, with the hope that you will read it and get something out of it. Preferably inspiration, but whatever.

You’ve Done Eeeeeeeeeeet!

Once you’ve accomplished something, unless it’s HUGE, it doesn’t stick in the forefront of your mind. It slips further and further back until it’s almost not there. And this can be a great motivator, this wanting to move on to the next great thing of yours, but when your’e feeling low, it’s a problem.

I’ve got an easy way to look back and see what I’ve done, which is good, because when I was writing that post, I didn’t remember everything. I had completely forgotten that I rode a horse after refusing for 20-odd years. I forgot about contract negotiation and the taxi driver too. annoying git

Anyway, if I can forget these things after having done them and then written about them, I can only imagine what non-blogcentric folks manage to forget, especially in a time of the I-can’ts.

Twofer

Truthfully this is a two birds, one stone kind of deal. When you write about something, you create a story, one you can tell when you’re first getting to know people (or later) and it’s already there for you to draw upon. Second, you’ve got a record for when you get hit by the I-can’ts.

  • Obviously, you can journal, in a notebook or on your computer, or
  • You can write notes on FB, or
  • You can start a blog, public or private, or
  • You can write on 750words.com, or
  • You can email yourself, using the subject line to create a smart folder for organizing, or…

You are awesome, I am sure of it. You’ve also done more than you can think of right now. I’m sure of that too. Keep track of your stories. They tell us who you are, but they tell you who you are too. Usually when you need it most.

How do you remember what you’ve accomplished?

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We’re being open here, sharing and saying things we don’t always say out loud. What helps: Sharing your stories and Ideas. Cheering and telling what works/worked for you. What hurts: shoulds, harshness, and such. (I used to teach first grade, I can’t help it.)

 

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Amazing You

Sunday, December 4th, 2011

When you gonna make up your mind?
When you gonna love you as much as I do?
~Tori Amos

Will the Circle be Unbroken

Today I was at an intimate concert from Ariana Hall with a few friends and a few new-to-me friends as well. To set the feeling as more of a group of friends than a show, we went around and introduced ourselves before the music started. I introduced myself as someone who works with creatives on stretching their comfort zones and practicing self care.

I have a tendency to introduce myself as a jewelry designer, my day job, because people know what that means. I design jewelry. They know what jewelry is, they know that people design it. Simple. I’m still working on telling people this:

I’m a comfort zone stretching social enrichment coach for creatives who want to get out more, meet people, have adventures; and believe that being shy, introverted, and highly sensitive is a blessing — if we allow it to be.

But if I don’t claim it, then I am, in fact, denying it.

Against the Grain

In this group there were yoga teachers, body workers, musicians… All people I tend to think of as having two jobs and maybe they did and maybe they didn’t, but they chose to identify in a certain way.

As the music got going I couldn’t stop thinking about how the people I surround myself with all go after their dreams. We do what we can to live our lives, the ones we claim. We may not make every possible choice to get us closer to our goals in life, but we do make every choice we can.

Can’t You Hear Me Callin’

I have one friend who comes to mind, N, he’s an author, just finishing the second draft of his novel. While I haven’t read any of this particular work, I have read his writing before. He’s got a strong voice, a talent for spinning a story and the man can research like few I’ve seen.

And, yet…

He makes light of compliments and currently considers anything less than a publishing deal to be failure. I want to bring him into this circle of determination and love. To *force* him to see how much he has done and how much he has to offer. But I can’t.

Never Give Up

As pissy as it makes me, I can’t tip back his head and feed him his own worth. I can, however, do this, I can support him in his choices and let him know how amazing he and his works are and maybe one day, he’ll get it for himself.

And I want you to know this, you are amazing. Whatever you create, share it, and when people praise you, believe them. You know what it was like getting there, you know how it all happened (maybe) and you probably even know that you’re not *quite* where you want to be yet. And still, believe them, because you need to love you as much as I do.

Today, I’d like to hear what you’re working on, what you’ve just finished, what ever it is that you can share that makes you, you. Please, share with us.

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Permission

Friday, November 25th, 2011

It’s okay to be overwhelmed.

It’s okay to need a nap or a ‘nap’. Either one.

It’s okay to go for a walk to get away.

It’s okay to go home early.

It’s okay to take care of yourself, however that needs to happen.

*Hugs*

If you’ve got things that work for you and you want to share them, please do, but no pressure.

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We’re being open here, sharing and saying things we don’t always say out loud. What helps: Sharing your stories and Ideas. Cheering and telling what works/worked for you. What hurts: shoulds, harshness, and such. (I used to teach first grade, I can’t help it.)

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