As you ramble through life, whatever be your goal;
keep your eye upon the doughnut, and not upon the hole.
In honor of our very first blog post, K and I have decided to channel our Irish heritage and share our search for that lucky pot of gold. In observance of St. Patrick’s Day, we found the above Irish proverb, which seems quite apropos. I mean who knew that my favorite dessert would carry such a significant meaning of life and the way we choose to live it?! This quote struck such a chord with me because isn’t living each and every day such a ramble? What a perfect word to describe the day in and day out real life joy and struggle we all experience when we are lost and without direction. And seriously as good as the doughnut holes are, doughnuts are ALWAYS way better!
Goals, we all have them. It has been a long time goal of mine to blog. I love to write, talk and share A LOT so I sure hope you like to read, write and share too. Our blog, My Sister Said So, was our way of getting some fun-loving and stimulating conversations going and hopefully introduce new or different ideas, concepts or activities that you haven’t done yet but want to. I look to the “Luck of the Irish” to guide K and I on our launch and welcome our blog to the world with optimism, open minds and green beer! Hello, World. Cheers!
Eight months ago I began (again) my most trying but absolutely necessary goal: the dreaded journey of WEIGHT LOSS. I mean the amazingly awesome adventure towards healthy living (doughnut)! I have spent the better part of my adult life overweight and juggling between a healthy weight and let’s say a “generous” weight. K was getting married in the fall and I was her matron of honor with plenty of time to do my part to feel beautiful and confident in my solid gold dress (oh yes, that’s right… I was SOLID GOLD!). BUT like most procrastinators who think it will all just happen because we wish it too, I did not start a diet or exercise regime and figured I would one day soon. Well, one day soon fell upon me like a ton of bricks.
It was the Fourth of July (wedding ETA: 4 months and counting) and I was showing my Mom some of the dresses I was contemplating and wanted her to take my measurements so that I knew exactly what size to order. In my mind I was definitely going to be one size but as my Mom kept taking measurement after measurement and the dress size column kept increasing higher and higher, I knew I reached my breaking point and enough was definitely enough! Well that and the minor meltdown certainly helped escalate things too! I ran (not walked) to the scale and stepped on, looked down, closed my eyes, took a deep, deep, deep breath and ran (not walked) to my iPad where I promptly logged on to the only website I knew could help me at that exact moment: www.weightwatchers.com. If WW can’t stop me, nothing can!
Friends, I am here to tell you Weight Watchers doesn’t stop you, it saves you! It has been 8 months and I have lost over 50 pounds (without any real exercise) and still losing. The weight, that is. I have the freedom to choose what I want to eat and when I want to eat it, I just need to account for it. I am not deprived, I am revived. Truthfully K’s wedding wasn’t the reason, it was the catalyst for change I was so desperately in need of. My goal is to be a healthier me; for my family but mostly for me. Although my goal has yet to reach fruition, I recognize and embrace the need to enhance my weight loss to include physical activity (more on this to come). After all I took this gamble on myself and I will win.
So no matter where I ramble, I have goals, I see the doughnuts and man, they look damn good!
I’ll come back to the “doughnut” proverb, but first… let’s talk about this idea of “luck” or the “luck of the Irish”. (and yes, I totally googled “Luck of the Irish meaning”)
Urban Dictionary describes the phrase “Luck of the Irish” like this:
This isn’t luck at all, but more of an attitude, a positive look at a bad situation.
The Irish didn’t survive a potato famine, and being treated as 3rd class citizens upon their arrival to the U.S. (til the mid-late 1900’s) by not having a positive outlook and a great sense of humor!
I think this definition hits the nail on the head. From my perspective, luck isn’t some sort of mystical force that bestows good or bad fortune on someone regardless of actions, thoughts or mindset. I believe luck is really just a person harnessing the power of manifestation. Or for you self-help gurus…The Law of Attraction.
Chill out, I’m not about to get super hippy-dippy-The Secret on you.
Here’s the deal: I jive with the idea that humans are capable of manifesting the circumstances of their lives because it means we can’t avoid responsibility for our situation, whether it’s good or bad. We can’t be weenies and place blame for a bad situation on something else (God, my sister, 😉 bad luck, etc). And it also means we are tremendously powerful beings, and if we want to achieve our goals and have amazing lives, it is our responsibility to cultivate a positive mindset in order to attract positive circumstances.
Or simply put, I strongly believe in the adage, “what you think about you bring about”. If your thoughts are awesome, you’re gonna attract awesome. If your thoughts are sh*t, well… you get it.
Now let’s talk doughnuts. First of all, they’re goddamn delicious.
Like J said, we all have goals. I want a badass career in entertainment as an actor. And funny enough, many think success in the industry mostly has to do with blind stupid “luck”… i.e. they were just in “the right place at the right time” and have no real control over that success. And maybe they’re right, but I find it far more productive and empowering to believe that having a badass career in entertainment is totally possible by shifting to a more positive mindset so that the actions I take will yield greater results.
When I first thought about this I was like, ‘Okay sweet. But I struggle with crazy depression so how the F do I cultivate a positive mindset?’ And then I read a few books (yes, skeptics, they were self-help books, and they are my jam) and I found the answer.
Gratitude for the delicious f-ing doughnuts! For the things in life that we ALREADY HAVE. And gratitude for the things in life we may not tangibly have right now, but that we hope to achieve or attain. Gratitude for the unseen. In other words, faith.
I think those that we consider ‘lucky’ are also incredibly grateful people. Whether they realize it or not, they practice gratitude. And they don’t focus on what they don’t have (i.e. the hole).
Truth: luck is not some mystical force at all, it really is an attitude of gratitude. A shift in perspective toward what is going well in one’s life. And the more and more I focus on gratitude for the career I have, and the opportunities that haven’t come yet but that I KNOW are coming, the closer I am to achieving my goal.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you and yours!
May the leprechauns be near you, to spread luck along your way.
And may all the Irish angels, smile upon you St. Patrick’s Day.
We open the forum to you. Where do you ramble? What are your goals? Do you see those delicious doughnuts too? Comment with us…
J and K.