Hello,
I think it's day six. Just came from a belly dance class. Felt more like staying home on this rainy night, but like this blog, it's a new commitment. One of three I'm juggling now, including the Sati 30 day challenge.
Again, I don't have time to write, but wanted to check-in for ME. Acknowledging my ability to make commitments to myself.
Emphemerally Yours,
The D.D.F.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Day Five
Hello,
I'm not going to fib on on my blog. That would be a real flog. Truth is, I'm feeling very bluesy. Like post-date-'em depression. Been feeling a numbness all weekend. A friend gave me an insight I appreciate. She says the numbness is a way of masking pain and that beneath it there is anger and sadness. She implored me to feel the sadness I feel. I was so bent on picking up and moving on from my most recent relationship. Believed I could actually snap into "he-just- wasn't-the-one" mode, take a yoga class and experience the gush of wind from the proverbial door that was going to magically open for me just because I want it to. Picking up and moving on is not a glamourous strut down a quaint New York block in an episode of Sex in the City. It's a foggy, hazy dragging feeling where you feel like you're leaving visible dust of weary tracks in your path, much like Pig Pen in the Peanuts.
I saw Hannah, My Happiness today. And for her, I'm grateful.
Ephemerally Yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
I'm not going to fib on on my blog. That would be a real flog. Truth is, I'm feeling very bluesy. Like post-date-'em depression. Been feeling a numbness all weekend. A friend gave me an insight I appreciate. She says the numbness is a way of masking pain and that beneath it there is anger and sadness. She implored me to feel the sadness I feel. I was so bent on picking up and moving on from my most recent relationship. Believed I could actually snap into "he-just- wasn't-the-one" mode, take a yoga class and experience the gush of wind from the proverbial door that was going to magically open for me just because I want it to. Picking up and moving on is not a glamourous strut down a quaint New York block in an episode of Sex in the City. It's a foggy, hazy dragging feeling where you feel like you're leaving visible dust of weary tracks in your path, much like Pig Pen in the Peanuts.
I saw Hannah, My Happiness today. And for her, I'm grateful.
Ephemerally Yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Day Three/Four!
Hello,
I had a rough time finding a computer yesterday. Yesterday was a bit challenging. There was a numbness I experienced most of the day. Of course, my niece, snapped me into gear right away. Children are medicine for the adult soul. Her joy about absolutely everything is intoxicating. I suppose I was once like that. I'm going to get it back with Sati, the fitness program I started today!
I did go backwards a bit today. Wondered about guy from my most recent (ended) relationship. Had to realign my thoughts to get present about the priorities: MY HOME, MY PASSIONS, MY BODY.
I only have 20 seconds left on this Dunkin Donut laptop!
Just had to check in with me!
I can't wait to have my computer back! It's hard to be creative under the Dunkin Donut gun.
Heading to a friend's party now.....
Ephemerally Yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
I had a rough time finding a computer yesterday. Yesterday was a bit challenging. There was a numbness I experienced most of the day. Of course, my niece, snapped me into gear right away. Children are medicine for the adult soul. Her joy about absolutely everything is intoxicating. I suppose I was once like that. I'm going to get it back with Sati, the fitness program I started today!
I did go backwards a bit today. Wondered about guy from my most recent (ended) relationship. Had to realign my thoughts to get present about the priorities: MY HOME, MY PASSIONS, MY BODY.
I only have 20 seconds left on this Dunkin Donut laptop!
Just had to check in with me!
I can't wait to have my computer back! It's hard to be creative under the Dunkin Donut gun.
Heading to a friend's party now.....
Ephemerally Yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Day Two
Hello! Day Two!
I've survived day two of Dating Detox. I did not concern myself with any dating quandaries. I started the day experiencing the universe's best kept secret: getting up early in the morning and strolling to work. I sat on a brownstone stoop for a bit taking in the morning. MY morning. I gave myself the minutes, wasn't on the clock, workin' for da man yet, and so they were mine. And it felt like a gift I unwrapped slowly and peacefully, only I was in the giftbox! It was me in the box! Once I stepped out, I could take the time to enjoy what felt like our first real spring morning. I took in a few big breaths (as big as you can in NYC), they're all a bit more shallow than the ones you can take by the sea, but I took 'em in nonetheless. I got present, is what I did! I didn't think about yesterday or tomorrow. I thought about this morning, this moment.
Today I learned that I got into a fitness program at one of NYC's best gyms that entitles me to a free month membership! In order to maintain the priviledge, I have to take three Intense Sati classes a week. So, with regards to my commitment to my body, here it goes!!! And I'm thrilled to have this opportunity!
On the brain today were a few things: joining a book club, getting a bike and the apartment sprucing I have yet to complete.
I'm in a Dunkin' Donuts now since my computer is in the shop and have an important phonecall this evening with a very good friend sooooo......gotta run!!!
Ephemerally Yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
I've survived day two of Dating Detox. I did not concern myself with any dating quandaries. I started the day experiencing the universe's best kept secret: getting up early in the morning and strolling to work. I sat on a brownstone stoop for a bit taking in the morning. MY morning. I gave myself the minutes, wasn't on the clock, workin' for da man yet, and so they were mine. And it felt like a gift I unwrapped slowly and peacefully, only I was in the giftbox! It was me in the box! Once I stepped out, I could take the time to enjoy what felt like our first real spring morning. I took in a few big breaths (as big as you can in NYC), they're all a bit more shallow than the ones you can take by the sea, but I took 'em in nonetheless. I got present, is what I did! I didn't think about yesterday or tomorrow. I thought about this morning, this moment.
Today I learned that I got into a fitness program at one of NYC's best gyms that entitles me to a free month membership! In order to maintain the priviledge, I have to take three Intense Sati classes a week. So, with regards to my commitment to my body, here it goes!!! And I'm thrilled to have this opportunity!
On the brain today were a few things: joining a book club, getting a bike and the apartment sprucing I have yet to complete.
I'm in a Dunkin' Donuts now since my computer is in the shop and have an important phonecall this evening with a very good friend sooooo......gotta run!!!
Ephemerally Yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Day One
Hello Friends,
And if you are in fact my friend, this blog stays a secret to my Eternally-Concerned Jewish Mother. Caps. Yes, she's earned them, by means of over-imposed guilt. If cars could run on guilt, and her particularly potent brand, we'd have all of our environmental issues solved. While my mother could perceive this dating desert (oy, 90 days and 90 nights), as a gestating trimester wasted, I see it as an opportunity to achieve pure-and-unadulterated Michelleness.
With that said, I am embarking on a new journey today! MY life! Today is Day One of Dating Detox. I've self-matriculated into a 90-day program where I am all about ME: exercise, healthy eating, focusing on my singing goals, my apartment and some travel, and most importantly practicing compassion in all scenarios. There is nothing that will have the power to move me to anger or pain in the next 90 days, because I have faith in my own personal power over anything/anyone else's perceived power. Needless to say, I'm boycotting the online dating sites during this period. 57 year-old "MiketheMasseuse" from Tempe, Arizona, you'll just have to wait, even though we both love flea markets.
With this detox plan, I aim to experience my life fully in real time, as well as hone my personal visions without distractions from men. From today until day 90, the men I encounter are all innocuous (as they should always be), as innocuous as domestic pets, pet fish, puppies, sea monkeys and the like.
I feel free as a bird!!! It's my virtual ride in a hot pink convertible on an endless freeway, no exit signs in sight, just an open sky and a beautiful bright horizon made of edible chocolate that I can smell from my car...and no matter how hard the wind blows, my make-up and hair are fixed in perfect place!
We now interrupt this program to mention an insanely precious moment:
Last night, my 2 year old niece, Hannah, wrapped herself in long beaded necklaces, dragging them on the floor behind her. She kept looking back as they dragged saying, "C'mon guys, Let's go!" She thinks the little beads are her buddies!!!
And the day goes on.....to report Day One: Part Deux later tonight on a begged for, borrowed or stolen computer, as mine is in the shop...pain in my cyber-ass...kidding, OF COURSE, as compassion is the new way!
Ephemerally yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
And if you are in fact my friend, this blog stays a secret to my Eternally-Concerned Jewish Mother. Caps. Yes, she's earned them, by means of over-imposed guilt. If cars could run on guilt, and her particularly potent brand, we'd have all of our environmental issues solved. While my mother could perceive this dating desert (oy, 90 days and 90 nights), as a gestating trimester wasted, I see it as an opportunity to achieve pure-and-unadulterated Michelleness.
With that said, I am embarking on a new journey today! MY life! Today is Day One of Dating Detox. I've self-matriculated into a 90-day program where I am all about ME: exercise, healthy eating, focusing on my singing goals, my apartment and some travel, and most importantly practicing compassion in all scenarios. There is nothing that will have the power to move me to anger or pain in the next 90 days, because I have faith in my own personal power over anything/anyone else's perceived power. Needless to say, I'm boycotting the online dating sites during this period. 57 year-old "MiketheMasseuse" from Tempe, Arizona, you'll just have to wait, even though we both love flea markets.
With this detox plan, I aim to experience my life fully in real time, as well as hone my personal visions without distractions from men. From today until day 90, the men I encounter are all innocuous (as they should always be), as innocuous as domestic pets, pet fish, puppies, sea monkeys and the like.
I feel free as a bird!!! It's my virtual ride in a hot pink convertible on an endless freeway, no exit signs in sight, just an open sky and a beautiful bright horizon made of edible chocolate that I can smell from my car...and no matter how hard the wind blows, my make-up and hair are fixed in perfect place!
We now interrupt this program to mention an insanely precious moment:
Last night, my 2 year old niece, Hannah, wrapped herself in long beaded necklaces, dragging them on the floor behind her. She kept looking back as they dragged saying, "C'mon guys, Let's go!" She thinks the little beads are her buddies!!!
And the day goes on.....to report Day One: Part Deux later tonight on a begged for, borrowed or stolen computer, as mine is in the shop...pain in my cyber-ass...kidding, OF COURSE, as compassion is the new way!
Ephemerally yours,
The Dating Detox Fox
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