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STAIRWAY TO YOUR PERSONAL STARS

© Roz Van Meter, 2002, 2009

To me, starting a new year is like opening the door to a lovely floating stairway.  All I have to do is point it toward where I really, REALLY want to go, and then just take one step at a time till I get there.

Most of us carry large, responsible loads all day, and then barely find time for themselves. Weekends are filled with errands, clean-up, taxi service, family responsibility, house maintenance — and soon it’s Sunday night and time to start all over.

Here’s a process for exploring your own stairway.

1)  Imagine. Think about what you really want, visualize it, fantasize yourself moving through it — feeling, seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting what it would/will be like.  Sometimes that takes a while, but it’s hugely exciting.

2)  Decide. Is it time? Do you really want it now? Is the price of admission too high at this time, or is it worth it?

3)  Strategize. Figure out what you can offload to make time and energy for climbing.

  • Less late-night TV, earlier to bed, rise an hour earlier.
  • Or serve meals on smaller plates and only fill them once.
  • Or delegate the weightiest chores to someone they hire.
  • Or tell your loved ones you need a weekend alone, and ask for help in making that happen.

4)  Just do it. One step at a time.

Here are some of my coaching clients’ successes:

  • A highly successful tech writer has committed three hours a week to a long-dreamed-of novel, and so far has sent me the first five chapters. I can hardly put it down!
  • A single professional woman has put her house on the market, realizing she wanted a condo instead — less upkeep, less expense, more time and money for living.
  • A physician has cut back his practice by one day a week. That’s all he wanted, just one day to do whatever he feels like. No projects, just balance and lightness.

My own unrequited passion was to write an ebook about healthy, passionate living, with sensuality and pleasure.  This week I put in three hours a day on polishing it, and it’s shaping up nicely. I haven’t reached the sky yet, but the air is definitely clearing.

Announcing that you’re gonna Go For It is powerful. Somehow that declaration gives extra lift to your wings. (Have you seen the movie Chicken Run?)

Remember to have a good time while you’re stepping. It’s the trip itself that’s most worthwhile, not necessarily the destination.

Which is true of Life, come to think of it.

 

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WHO TURNED OFF DELIGHT?

© Roz Van Meter, 2002, 2009

When you were a toddler (great word!) you found delight in almost everything. Your job was to learn about this world you’d been plunked down into, and you were overjoyed with experimentation.

You loved to splat your hands in the dog’s water bowl, check out stuff with your fingers and mouth, bang and unfold and peer and taste and shriek.

Delight was turned on, glowing brightly in your wonderful, fervent little spirit.

Who turned off Delight?

You did, for very sound reasons. You turned it off in order to MAKE IT in the world around you, to please the authority folks, to be found acceptable or stay out of trouble, or maybe, literally, to save your life.

You learned to be “appropriate.”

Parents feel an enormous responsibility to prepare their children for adult life. That is the well-meant reason they lay all the Shoulds and Oughts on their kids. You’re probably doing the same to yours, to help them learn what’s socially acceptable.

The problem is, sometimes those kids grow up to be so Appropriate that they don’t have a lot of fun. They mean to, but there just doesn’t seem to be time for much foolishness or even pleasure.

I recently visited San Diego, a paradise of a city. Down by the beach there was a percussion group, about eighteen people playing various kinds of drums. Each drum had its own distinct voice. The musicians were playing an ask-and-answer kind of rhythm, talking drums. The leader had a loud whistle in his mouth the whole time, and when he blew it, the conversation of drums shifted tempo, as if the subject had gotten changed.

People sat on the sea wall and listened, but a couple of toddlers and I seemed to be the only ones jigging our bodies to the rhythms. Sometimes it’s delicious to be immature.

The Power is still on inside! Punch out, shift gears, run  through the sprinkler, eat more finger food, slurp some chocolate, bring your Beloved flowers, make love more often.  S-l-o-w  down.

Turn Delight back on!

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